Wow. I need a day off to recover from my day off. I've been going since about 7:30 this morning--cleaning, cooking, laundry, playing with Dean, helping Marcus tie up loose ends before he leaves for a conference on Wednesday, and trying to get a list together for my parents, who are graciously taking care of Dean while Marcus and I are both out of town. I'm tired, y'all.
My first week of rehearsals went very well. We even got a run-through of our play in last night, so now we've got a good idea of what needs work this week. I came home on Friday night so I could spend some precious hours with Dean. If it weren't illegal to drive 32000 miles per hour, I would have, because I could not get to him fast enough. When I got home, BJ had just gotten him out of the bathtub and he was in just his diaper with curly wet hair. (Dean, not BJ. BJ has very straight hair.) When I walked into the room, he saw me and pointed, giving me the biggest toothy grin I've ever seen from him. We cuddled for a long time, reading books, talking and singing songs. He eventually sweet-talked me into turning on an episode of Jack's Big Music Show, so we danced a bit before he crashed around 9:45. I got ot feed him breakfast and play a lot on Saturday before heading in for my noon rehearsal. Today's been great--we've had lots of time to color, play with toys and do all our other fun things.
Hotel life is interesting. I love the fact that someone else comes in and cleans my hotel room, especially when I come home on my day off to find my house in the state it's currently in and have to do a top-to-bottom scrubbing. (Can you say BACHELOR PAD? Yes. Only substitute sippy cups for beer cans on the floor.) My hotel serves a free hot breakfast each morning, which includes sausage, eggs, potatoes, fruit , juice and coffee. In addition to the fact that I"m saving myself from having a heart attack from eating too many Chick-Fil-A chicken minis lots of cash by not eating out for breakfast, this also forces me to eat something more substantial than just a bagel or a piece of toast. It makes for a more energetic work day. And really--free coffee just rocks. They also do what they call "Happy Hour" on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, where they serve soup and salad one night and hamburgers, hot dogs and all the fixin's the other night. When I checked in, they were really excited to tell me about these offerings and the clerk whispered loudly, "We even have BEER!" And they do. There's a Bud Light tap right there in the table. And they serve box wine. Me? I stick with the free Coke Zero.
The only downside of hotel life is when a drunk moron pulls the fire alarm at 5:30am on the ONLY day you can sleep in all week. It continued to go off about every 45 minutes for the next three hours, so I finally just got up, had breakfast and went to Target. You pretty much have Target to yourself if you go at 8am on Sunday morning, by the way.
And now for the big news...the winner of my Jaq Jaq Bird bib giveaway is...DESIGNHER MOMMA! Congrats, Emily! (If you have not read her blog, GO DO IT! Her baby boy is way cute, as are her 2 girls.)