Yesterday morning I had to push myself out of the door with Ben. It would have been so easy to turn on Sesame Street and zone out. But my guilt got the best of me so into the world we went. The car was tempting me, but I took Ben on the bike. We went for our usual weekend breakfast at Café Fanny. Almost as soon as we got there Ben spilled half of my au lait onto his brand new Hanna Andersson winter jacket. Now Ben rarely gets anything that has never been worn by someone else previously and he pretty much never gets anything from expensive Swedish catalogs. Luckily the jacket prevented the coffee from reaching his skin and since the au lait is served in these nice francophile bowls it was not very hot. See Josh? The jacket has already paid for itself!
I must admit that my heart sunk when the one thing I had been looking forward to was now being worn by my son. There were two older men at the table next to me and one of them bought me a new au lait. How NICE was that! Just when I am certain that humanity is a lost cause someone comes to my rescue. And a coffee rescue which is even better.
Once we were all cleaned up and caffeinated (see above) we were on our way back home. We got about 250 feet when I realized something didn't feel right. We had a flat (and I mean FLAT) tire. The idea of walking home 2 miles with a 30+ pound child on the back of a bike was less than attractive to me so I called Josh to come pick us up. Thank GOD for cell phones.
I knew Josh would take awhile to get to us so Ben and I explored the park. If you have to get a flat I suppose there are much worse places to do it than next to a large green expanse.
So we made it home safely with a detour to the bike repair shop (where we met some crazy characters). And now Josh is off this evening to Vegas for work for four days. I will miss him, but it will be nice to play the single girl for a few days. WAIT! I will be the single mother for four days. Hmmm. Not quite as nice. But the house is stocked with Tommy's margarita mix and enough Tequila to drown a fish, so it can't be all bad.