Without Marlowe

Without Marlowe, life was weird. Eric and I sat around trying to figure out what people without kids do. 18 months ago I was not pregnant or a mom--- what did I do? How did I entertain myself? We tweeted, facebook, and texted asking what other people do. I mean, every weekend is relatively busy for us-- but we wanted to try new things--- things we can't do with a baby. I wouldn't call it the hugest success. Basically: we ate a lot of crap, stopped by a fruit festival, drove through the neighborhood looking for homes, watched excessive hours of LOST, ate more crap, went to a bar, played photohunt erotica until last call, more LOST, more crap, and some sewing. Sure we did a few things, but for the most part it just felt like we were sitting around, waiting for time to pass. We peeked into empty playpens and protected our plates like Marlowe was there. We were confused by the silence around us while watching mindless TV and searched for other distractions, like just sitting and watching TV was no longer enough.

Here is a bit of what we did:

We started with breakfast followed by a fruit festival. The fruit festival was weird. I was emotional &there wasn't a lot of fruit. I put on a happy face, swatted bugs, and bought a bag of lychees-- you know, all the things one is supposed to do a fruit festival. 

same outfit as before. why? why not! I like it. shirt: anthropologie. shorts: american apparel. shoes: sperry purse: grandmothers. hat: stolen from eric. 

the lipstick tree

I was attacked by bugs. Always. Sigh. I know, I'm just so sweet ;-)

We headed back home &decided to do what most baby-less people probably do... First: eat junk without little hands reaching for plates (chili hotdogs and fried plaintains). Second: take off our pants, get in bed, and watch LOST.

   

We then drove around looking at homes and snooping in backyards-- *finally* we had found something difficult to do with a baby. At one point we were even adventurous and got home and then got back in the car 20 minutes later! Yes, hoping in and out of cars for a five minute car ride with ease! We're crazy like that *rolls eyes*. We stopped at Michelle's to pick up dinner, went home, &watched more LOST. 

We had a beer together, of course while watching LOST. 

   

 I got dressed for the night--- aka I left the same outfit on from earlier, but I put on boots and even some eyeliner. And of course: Eric was there to convince me everything would be fine and to entertain with goofiness. Went to see some music, drank another beer, or two, played photohunt, yawned, whined, cried, &went to bed. 

The next morning life was filled with biscuits and gravy, couch time, and you guessed it... LOST. There was puppies and sewing and not much else.... a sore throat, a stuffy nose, &just a lot of waiting &clock watching. 3 hours left. 2 hours left. 1 hour left.

   

And then the best thing happened: she returned. Eric came over. I cooked dinner in the kitchen (potato broccoli soup) while hearing lots of giggles in the other room. I peeked out to watch Eric playing with Marlowe, &once again, life was basically back to normal.