Our hot date

Puking, broken washer, diarrhea, teething, countless crappy diapers, nose sucking, up at 5am every morning to head to work, whining, cooking dinner, mountains of never ending laundry, dreaming of getting home and sliding into my bright pink polka dotted pj pants not caring about the looks of them, but only for pure comfort.  That's what my life has turned in to.  I'm not complaining.  I'm living my dream even in the crappiest (literally) of times.  I'm not going to say I absolutely LOVE every single second of it, but the bigger picture?  It's what I've always wanted to do.   

Regardless those things take a toll as any mom out there knows.  The last time my earlobes felt any weight was probably this time last year at our last holiday party when I was a whale of pregnancy.  It's been a while.  It is easy to grow apart in those times and just get through the day surviving together.  Making sure we at least kiss each other goodnight.  That is something we always try to do.  When we do miss it I'm usually the one at fault because I was pissed about something.  Let's be honest. 

But Friday night it was time to put the stresses aside and enjoy each other for all the reasons we used to enjoy each other.  We shipped the boys off to our parents and we got dressed up and hit the town for my company's Christmas party.  The company was great, the food was great, and the gift was awesome.  We had a meal to enjoy without someone yelling because the spoon wasn't hitting his mouth fast enough.  I didn't have to say "sit down and eat your dinner" one time. 

Sigh!  It felt so good to dress up for us. I love this picture!  Thanks, Jason!  

I got a ton of compliments about my hair, so I added a few more pictures here so you all could see too.  Plus I want to look back some day when I'm completely gray and tell my boys, "Yep, I used to look like that" and be proud of it. 

  

I made Dale take these pics at the end of the night.  It's not his favorite thing to do, but he was a good sport. 

I actually did my hair myself as Weston was destroying our bathroom and crapping his pants over and over again (that's where the diarrhea comes in).  I kind of knew what I wanted to do with it (thank you, pinterest) and curled a couple of pieces the night before to see if it was possible.  It turned out better than I was hoping.  I got a lot of I didn't even recognize you's.  I'm telling myself that was a compliment and in no way meaning I look like shit all week when these people see me. 

Here's full length front and back.  I love those shoes and they don't even hurt my feet.  Or maybe they did and I didn't realize it because that waist part of my dress broke a few ribs and Dale's fingers when I made him zip it up.

One more pic of my hair.  I took this one myself and you can see a little more detail.  I loved it too. 

So anyway, we had an AWESOME time. Maybe one of the best outings we've had in 10 years.  I'm so thankful for that.  It is so needed and we need to do it a lot more often.  Thanks, Babe for being such a great date.  You looked pretty hot yourself.  And... we got an iPad2 from my company!!!!