Long Lost Friend

It's me! Your long lost friend... I'm still alive! I'm sure you were picturing me at home weeping every night missing my husband and wondering how life was ever going to go on with him away. WRONG! Quit the contrary.

I have to tell you my social calendar and work calendar are so packed I almost don't have time to update you or actually be a good single parent to Hobbes. He's resenting me right now, so while I am sort of sad at the moment, it's only because I've pissed off Hobbes.

April has been crazy (and it's only week one) and will continue to be crazy until May arrives. This past weekend I packed up as many outfits, dresses, shoes, and elastic band pants as I could cram into a carry-on and flew down to ATL for Lauren's bachelorette weekend. The weekend consisted of a lingerie shower, bar hopping, spa getaway, and an unimaginable amount of calorie consumption. While a "spa weekend" may sound restful to you, I can assure you that sleep and relaxation were the least of our priorities.

Friday night was the lingerie shower and to say we had a blast would be an understatement. Two of her high school friends hosted and they did an AMAZING job. The house looked like it was right out of a Southern Living magazine and the food was so good I scanned the block for a hidden catering van. Of course no shower is complete without a three foot penis cake as the center piece to the dining room table. Nothing was halfway done, everything was over the top and just wonderful. Lauren LOVED it!

After we'd killed off the margaritas it was time to paint the Roswell square red, if that's possible. Our southern bride was self conscious in her new push up bra and new found boobs, but by the end of the night we had to keep her from showing them off. Needless to say, we had a great time and Roswell will never be the same!

Saturday we actually got up early to head down to Reynolds Plantation. We rented a cottage for seven girls. The cottages were on the same grounds as the Ritz Carlton, so, as you can imagine, we clearly did not fit in, but we were doing our darnedest to try. Not that we had showered all weekend, but we at least put dresses on.

The spa was amazing. I literally have not enjoyed a spa treatment as much as this one. We spent six hours getting treatments, steaming, drowning/relaxing in the hottub, and swimming around the indoor pool. We were able to bring in our own champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, and left over Guacamole from the night before. Like I said, we were doing our best to fit in with the regulars. We all had some sort of massage treatment. I opted for the "favorite places" massage that included a thirty minute scalp rub and twenty minute foot massage. This was great, I think she actually worked out all the issues in my feet from running. I think the combination of seven girls, unshowered, with approximately five pounds of mexican food in them gave the spa a nice aroma from our bodies sweating out all the spices. I guess if we're going to smell like food, it may as well be Mexican!

The rest of the weekend was spent laying around, taking in the sunset, talking about boys, life, work, etc.. Sunday we enjoyed breakfast at the lodge on the balcony overlooking the golf course. Yes, I became a wanna be snob in twenty four hours, but its hard not to given those surroundings. I kept asking myself why Ben and I never knew about this place when we lived down there, and then I realized it was the $600 a night price tag that made it not so noteworthy.

Unfortunately we were brought back to reality when we hit 285 and realized that we all had to go back to work the next day. I actually didn't fly out until Monday, so I came home and crashed. I literally slept for three hours and had to force myself out of bed and not sleep all through the night.

This week I've been in Cleveland for work and tomorrow I pack up to head home for Easter. On the way back I'll pick Ben up at the airport so I'll at least get to see him for a couple of days. Saturday is my first half marathon of the season. I'm actually having a slight panic attack since I'm actually in the middle of my training schedule, so this will truly be a practice run. While I say it's a practice run I really hold myself to higher standards than that, and will probably try and push myself to the point of puking... but I guess that's what the sport/challenge is about. See what your body can take.

Ben's cousin and I are already plotting for a bye on this year's Easter egg hunt. I think it should only be fair that everyone has to give us half their eggs automatically since we exerted all our energy the day before. Did I mention that they still do an Easter egg hunt with money in the eggs? There are only one and a half kids in the family. One baby and one 14 year old, then it jumps to 25... I don't think we will EVER be to old to hunt for money!

Well, I'm sure you all missed me, but please know I'm keeping busy and the days are flying by. I'll try to keep up with my posts, but if not, here's a schedule in advance of my next few weeks. Just because I know you like to keep track. Even if you don't, it helps me!

This weekend: Illini Half Marathon, Easter, get to see Ben
Next week: In town for work
Next Thurs: Leave for ATL again, Lauren's wedding, return on Sunday
Following week: Fly to Pittsburgh for week, return on Thursday
That weekend: Finish garden and try attempt to plant, run 9 miles
Last week of April: finish training for Indy Half Marathon
First weekend of May: Pick Ben up from airport and meet everyone in Indy for half marathon

Phew... it's exhausting, but staying busy keeps my mind from thinking about how quiet the house is. Happy Easter Everyone!