You guys, today was such a good day.
After hearing my whines about getting the boot from various playgroups, the lovely Natalie suggested, probably jokingly, that we should get together for our kids to play. And you can safely assume that I jumped on that offer immediately so she wouldn't have time to change her mind. We met this morning at the Children's Museum and despite the fact that Truman stole her adorable child's goldfish crackers and regularly threw himself down on the ground in a heap of tears and screams, we had a good time. We played, we ate grilled cheese, and then we parted with talk of doing this again. Holy crap, I hope we do. Adult conversations! I have missed you! And she likes sweet tea vodka! I'm totally peeing from excitement.
Then, as if an excellent morning wasn't enough, another friend called and suggested we head to a nearby park for a late afternoon playdate. We wandered around the playground talking, Truman found a renegade potato masher, I got a diet coke the size of a bath tub, and we rode the train. The best part was that not only was I all happily dosed up with adult company but Truman really had a great time too and was exhausted by the end.
I hope it doesn't sound too stalker-ish, but these two woman will likely never be able to shake me now because the adult conversations were just so nice. Does it make me more tolerable if I bring snacks to the playdates because I am not above bribing people for friendships.
Unrelated to anything else in this post, recently I have noticed that all my shirts have tiny holes in them right in the same place. The holes are located along the lower edge of my shirts on the front and I can't for the life of me figure out what's causing them. I thought maybe the cat was to blame but I didn't pick her up today and yet there are the holes. I am honestly baffled by the mystery of my holey shirts and I would also very much like it to stop. Today's shirt was one of my favorites, dammit.
*earlier today I heard Ice Cube's It Was A Good Day on 90s on 9 and I thought "Yes, Ice Cube you are so right, it was a good day! Today I didn't even have to use my A.K. either!"