This weekend my husband went off to a prison upstate with a group of other guys to do a retreat for the inmates. It was from Friday until yesterday. I didn’t want to say we would be gone before he went because no one needed to know I was home by myself with Li’l Foot all weekend. Plus, God knows inmates have connections and I didn’t want someone to read it here and then put two and two together and off my hubbie while he was there this weekend.
So anyway, Li’l Foot and I had a good weekend. Yesterday was a bit of a challenge leading up to nap time, but when all was said and done I prevailed and she slept for 3 hours…and I might’ve snuck in a 2 hour nap myself. That was the best two hours of my weekend. I turned off anything that remotely resembled a phone. I turned off the TV. I turned off the computer. I snuggled up on the couch and no sooner did I lay down and my cat, who never has a toddler free chance to snuggle with me, appeared in my face with her paws up on the side of the couch and her fat ass on the floor, as if to say, “make room momma, I’m going to keep you warm for the next 2 hours.” And she did. We were so comfy. it’s hard for her to find a toddler free moment to cuddle up next to me so we were both pretty happy.
Just before I napped, I had decided that morning that I would go to the store and get fixin’s for dinner. I made my mom’s recipe for Veggie Lasagna. I put it all together and put it in the oven to bake. I figured it would be in there for a couple hours, but no, it was only 45 minutes. I hated that my nap was going to be interrupted, but I wanted dinner to be ready for him when he got home. He’d been eating prison food all weekend and he deserved a good home cooked meal. I was shocked when the buzzer went off after 45 minutes, I got up, uprooted the cat, turned it off and laid back down. And so did the cat. And we both fell asleep for another hour and 15 minutes. I am not one to fall asleep after being woken up. But I guess I needed it.
When I woke up and turned my phone back on, I had two voicemails and a plethora of tweets I missed. I was so happy I turned everything off. Best. Decision. Ever. Li’l Foot woke up about 4, which is when I woke up.
Hubbie was home about an hour after I woke up. It was so nice to be wrapped in his loving arms once again. I missed him so much. Plus, if I had to tell Li’l Foot that her daddy was in jail, when she asked me “where’s daddy”, one more time, I would’ve screamed. (I’m kidding, I never actually told her that, God forbid she go to school today and tell her friends and teachers her daddy was in jail!)
A short while ago, I got out of a meeting and checked my phone for missed messages. I received one from LFD saying, “Just wanted to tell you that I missed you this weekend and I love you!” Seriously, you have no idea how much it means to me that he would send this to me. I kinda sort love him a whole big lot and then some more!


Aww! It’s taking the time to say those little things we think & feel that makes all the difference, isn’t it? =)
This post made my heart all warm and fuzzy. What a nice husband!
And you totally rocked the home cooked meal after a weekend of jail food. Having worked in a max. security prison, I’ve seen the slop that gets dished out. Sweet Heebus….nasty!