I have a date!

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DH called me on my cell this afternoon, just as we were getting home from Sam's Club. Normally I get annoyed when he calls my cell because 95% of the time I'm driving, but how is he supposed to know that? I thought about just letting it ring but decided to answer it anyway. We were only about 2 blocks from home.

Well, turns out that this time he was calling to ask me for a date! Yay! We haven't gone out without the kids in ages.

Let me backtrack a little and explain that I am a geek, and my husband is also a geek. I was, in my pre-kid days, a software engineer, and DH has master's degree in EE and does integration and testing on satellite communications hardware/software interface. At least, that's how I understand it... we don't talk about his work much.

So, as DH is a geek working with a bunch of other geeks, all the guys (although there may be a few women in the group, I really don't know or care), get together to go to the movies whenever something really big opens. And next week, the third and final installment of the Lord of the Rings trilogy, The Return of the King, is opening. The office is closing around 2PM for an "off site" meeting to go see it, and DH asked me to get a babysitter so I could go with him, and then we could go out and have a nice dinner afterwards! *swoon*

So as soon as I got off the phone with him I called my dear friend who also babysits for us, and it turns out she is going to see it, at the very first showing in the morning, with her husband and his geek co-workers! We were laughing over that, but the timing is good because she'll be able to make it over here before I need to take off with DH.

I am so psyched. You have no idea how much I love Viggo Mortensen. I will sit through entire wretched movies ("A Walk On The Moon" just to see Viggo. mmmmmm Also, I've heard from just about everyone that this movie is unbelievable, better than the first two, and that's saying something. And to be able to see it on opening day??!?!?!? Unheard of!

We never go to the movies. "Pirates of the Caribbean" was in the theaters for like 6 months and I still never got to see it! How pathetic is that, especially when Johnny Depp is another one of my favorites. I was semi-resigning myself to not seeing RotK until much, much later, but now I don't have to. What a nice surprise.

In other news, the chicken for dinner was great and everyone ate well, for a change. After dinner I played the high points of "The Incredible Hulk" movie for the kids and made some popcorn, and ate tons (realistically, maybe 2 cups, popped) of it. Boo, hiss, me! However, it could be worse. I've been freezing all day and I think my thyroid is being more sluggish than usual, and sometimes I really do need the carbs to give it a boost. I usually target around 75 g/day but lately I haven't been paying attention, and end up getting more than that through junk, late in the day when I just need them. As I am not gaining, and not losing, either, I don't think it's too big an issue, but I don't understand how I can go all day eating properly LC with good carbs from veggies and some fruit, but then suddenly get attacked in the early evening by dire cravings. Where is that coming from?

I neither baked nor cleaned today. My little guy was needing some mommy love so we had a good long snuggle in the rocking chair this evening, and it was very nice. After dinner again he wanted some more mommy time and snuggled up in my lap. I think it's the first time he has done that since the surgery. He realizes that I'm OK now and can pick him up occasionally to give him a hug. I had no idea how much my condition was impacting the kids, because they all seem freer and happier now that I have the OK to resume normal activities. It makes me a little sad to realize that now, because I could have made more of an effort to be affectionate in other ways had I known. I have been kind of shut off from them, because I was hurting quite a bit right after the surgery, and then after the initial pain died away, my fibromyalgia stirred up and made me very sensitive, so any kind of physical contact usually resulted in an "ouch" from me. My poor babies, having a defective mom!

But, I'm better now, and they are happier now, and I'm psyched for next week and getting really psyched for Christmas. My in-laws will be here and I absolutely love them. Now, if I could just get off my butt and do the stuff I need to do!