I feel like I should be blogging but I have nothing to report. I'm tired, that's about it. My beloved and I went to the Bruins game on Thursday night and got home and into bed close to midnight. I'm such a loser because that's wayyyyyy too late for me. Then Friday night my darling husband woke up at 3 am (well I guess it was actually Sat morning) and couldn't get back to sleep so he went into our guestroom/home office and was messing around on the computer (likely looking at porn if you ask me). Well Lindsey's room is right next door to the guestroom so he must have woken her up because she started calling quietly for him but he wasn't responding to her. He later claimed he didn't hear her but I find that hard to believe since I heard her and I was at the other end of the house. So by the time he got up to tend to Lindsey, she had woken Zoey, who of course began to cry because she was being disrupted at such an ungodly hour. So my genius husband decides to take Lindsey AND Zoey into our room so that we can all sleep together. Of course that did not work. So by 5 am we had given up trying to get the girls back to sleep and we were all up for the day. It was a rather unpleasant start to the weekend.
Hubby and I did go out for his birthday on Saturday night. We went into the North End (a neighborhood of Boston) for some authentic Italian. We had planned on having a long wonderful date night so my mother (the babysitter) had been instructed to sleep over at our house since we were going to be out so late. HA! We were home by 10. Like I previously mentioned, we are losers. LOL