June 22, 2009 12:01 am
Welcome to week 35 of Club HASAY! Not sure what HASAY is? Read all about it here.
As your HASAY leader, I have a confession to make. Over the course of the last several weeks, my friend Aimee (hi Aimee!) and I have been secretly meeting a couple of nights a week for dessert. We sneak out late at night after the kids are in bed and leave our husbands home to hold down the forts. We started out small with McDonalds sundaes and moved on to full fledged desserts from chain restaurants like Fridays or Chillis. We’ve formed our own secret dessert society. I didn’t ask any of you guys to join us because hey, HASAY leader here and it would look bad for my reputation (and my ass).
Things have been tough here in the HAGAY household. Graham’s ears are still reaking havok on our lives and we just scheduled surgery to have his ear tubes replaced. What’s that you say? Didn’t he just get those tubes back in December? Why yes, he did. One of them is clogged and he’s still having infections so they’re going to replace the tubes. I’m taking him for a second opinion today but it looks like his surgery will be on July 2nd. Between both kids, our days have been spent at the pediatrician, ENT, allergist and speech therapist. That’s not to mention the swim lessons, gymboree classes and playdates we have scheduled.
Poor Graham has been miserable for awhile now and the ear pain trickled over to his temperament so the rest of us are miserable too. On top of that, Elliot’s separation anxiety recently went into overdrive. Between her constant need to be near me, on me, ALL DAY LONG and Graham’s ear infection rage/neediness, things have been hard around here. I’ve enjoyed getting to hang out with my friend once or twice a week and blow off a little steam. Plus, I’m an emotional eater so when I get stressed out, chocolate relaxes me. Isn’t it that way for everyone?
After realizing that dessert club probably wasn’t the best idea, Aimee and I decided to mix it up a bit. We both have YMCA memberships so we moved our evening soirees to the gym. Thursday was our first attempt and I actually ellipticalled for an hour without dying! It helps that the gym equipment has TVs on each machine so you can plug your headphones in and watch what you want. I was also entertained by texting Aimee back and forth to relay messages of fellow gym member’s farts catching me off guard when my mouth was open. I only made that mistake twice.
So there you have it, notice of my dessert club’s existence and disbandment all in one post. I’ll be at the gym from now on, sweating with the stinkers. Does anybody care to join me?