It is typical for me to chat with Gretch while commuting to or from work a few times a week. Last Friday I was lamenting Mark and I were lacking focus on our marriage, which is a familiar topic lately. Like any couple with small children, our energy is on them... and this truth has been taking its toll on us. I came to the sad conclusion we had not spent time alone together since our trip to Jamaica in early February. I think we can all agree the nights we spent house hunting while my dad babysat for a few precious hours doesn't really count (for sure since Realtor Angie was with us!)
As I drove home in true frustration and sadness, Gretch saved the day. "Well why don't you just bring the kids here tomorrow?" It was that simple. I needed help and she cooked the plan. "Go home, tell Mark, and bring the kids over whenever your want. They can spend the night."
Drop off Saturday at 4 pm, back at home after 5 pm where Mark had continued painting in my absense, got ready in the bathroom with no one grabbing my leg or grasping for my make-up at 5:20 pm while Mark rested for a few minutes, glass of Chardonnay on the patio at 6 pm, flipped through the Minneapolis St. Paul magazine in peace at 6:15 pm, headed out to dinner at the Sample Room in NE Mpls at 7 pm, Mark enjoys a Mojito and me a cucumber mint cocktail upon arrival 7:20 pm, head for a drink in NE after our delicious meal where we talk about things besides Marly and Dean at 10 pm... and there you have it. The Thomberg's had a much needed date night. Sunday I hopped in the car at 8:15 am, was at a Caribou drive thru for a Breve at about 8:30, and was pulling into the Huwe's at about 9:10 (only 10 minutes late).
THANK YOU GRETCH!
In the mean time, here are our DIRTY kiddos at 6 pm on Sunday.