Love Is In The Air

Tonight is our post Valentine's night out. Fun at the casino, what else? When Mike got the letter from Quapaw Casino about the candle lit dinner for two and $20 free play, he was all over it. Called to make a reservation right away. But, it was already filled up. They only took the first 50 couples. But wait! They said. Because it was such a hit, they were extending it to Thursday the 16th. Two nights of candle lit dinner and $20 free play. So, we're going tonight. This ought to be a trip.
We were unintentionally out and about in Joplin on Valentine's night. We even went out to eat while we were there! All the mainstream places like Red Lobster, Applebee's, and Olive Garden were filled to capacity with people standing outside waiting to get in. We ate at Maria's, a Mexican joint over on 32nd where Cafe Santa Fe use to be. I can't put my finger on it, but the place seems dumpier than it use to when it was Cafe Santa Fe, but the food. Oh, the FOOD! It was goooood. I had a fajita salad and the fajitas were so good, I wouldn't have minded one bit to have just the steak, uncut. Yummy.
Tonight we're to eat beef coins in wine sauce. We'll see. By coins, they probably mean the steaks are the size of quarters and I don't usually like anything in wine sauce. I'm hoping it's good. If not, there's always the baked potato or the snack bar later. lol
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Diva, if I could sleep 9 hours straight, I would be a happy woman. I would have to go to bed by 8:30 to get that. Well, that's not happening. But, this morning, I did get a nap in. If you can call it that when it's between 6:15 and 7:00 a.m. I dozed in and out for 45 minutes. I could hear the weather channel most of the time, so it wasn't a good hard sleep, but my eyes were shut and I was relaxed. I was afraid to turn the light off because I knew I'd oversleep if I did. I think that extra 45 minutes of sleep totally blew my chances of getting a load of jeans washed. That sucks, but it was worth it. I'll have to wash them some time today so Mike will have some to wear to work tomorrow. Maybe I can squeeze them in before I leave and do a major no-no and leave the dryer running when I go to work. If there weren't chances of rain and/or snow, I'd hang them out on the line. But, knowing my luck, I'd get home and there would be an inch of snow stacked on top of them. Or they would be frozen stiff, or it would be pouring down rain. It's not quite clothes line weather yet, but close. I could have used it in January it was so warm. Not February, so far. Next month I will use it, I'm sure. I can hardly wait.
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I am off to get ready for work. Where I'll only have my 3 girls. They are usually fairly easy to take care of. One of them is gaining a Queenly attitude as she learns to walk. I need to inform her that the title "Queen of Everything" is already taken. She likes to look at me a smile her most charming smile while the whole time she is doing something she knows she's not suppose to do. As she is finding out the hard way, charm does not work with me. A baby can't get too far on charm in my classroom. Poor thing. One of the other girls is just starting to take her first steps. Talk about precious. She doesn't have the queenly attitude, she just has attitude. A temper to rival any red headed Irish lass. She's basically a sweet, cute little girl, but when it strikes her to throw a fit, wow, that girl can throw a huge tantrum. She's not even 9 months old yet. I have to show her every once in a while who's stronger. She may be strong, but I'm still stronger. My other little girl is still a little baby. Although, she's getting bigger everyday, she doesn't sit up yet, so her days consist of sleeping and playing with a mobile while she's on her back. Or sometimes I put her in the swing. She likes to be held a lot, and of course I oblige her that. She was a very sick little baby last week and her Mom had to come pick her up. Turns out she had a double ear infection and a sinus infection. Poor baby! No wonder she was sick. Now she has this yucky green goop coming out of her eyes and when I clean her up she gets howling mad. My little boy who won't be there today is the thorn in my side. He's huge. He's lazy. He's not very cute. He's 10 months old and the boy won't even attempt to crawl. He just sits there, spazing out, and screams until someone comes and picks him up. You can't entertain him, he can't entertain himself. He won't sleep very much so he's cranky. He won't even feed himself things like cheerios or crackers. He's so heavy, and he's the kind of kid who doesn't latch on to you when you pick him up, so he's like carrying around a 30 pound round ball. He doesn't come on Tuesdays and Thursday, my favorite days of the week now. He's also the boss's son. Yay.
Oh, I went to Jack & Jill's yesterday to say hi to everyone. It nearly made me want to cry when my old babies didn't remember me. I knew it would happen, but that didn't make it any easier for me when it did. It's amazing how they can go from being so attached to me that they cry when I leave their presence to not even recognizing me at all in such a short period. I probably won't ever go back now. That was too hard.
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Dang, now I really need to go get ready for work. I've wasted enough time on here that I've only got 40 minutes to get myself around. Laters!