The weather has been pretty dang gloomy this week, but it’s warming up so that’s all I care about. It does make me realize it’s time to buy Finn some rain boots. Time to update that Amazon cart! Now that spring is springing, I’m way more inclined to go outside and make plans. I’m trying to lean into that by planning happy hours with friends and mini weekend events. This weekend’s events all revolve around Finn. He’s starting soccer on Sunday and on Saturday he and I have an all day date since my beau will be golfing. I’m excited for the extra time with him since he seems to like me more in those scenarios. He’s been partial to Albie since day one – that’s something I never minded (I actually love seeing it), but I don’t like when it comes off as active dislike for me. Three mornings in the span of a week he SCREAMED when it was time for Albie to shower and for me to take over/take him to school. And then I got slapped in the face twice. And was explicitly told “No mommy don’t want. Go away.” As much as I love the father/son bond I witness, it’s really really hard to feel unwanted, especially when I spend so much time planning around him. I’m the one who picks out the clothes, cooks/packs all the meals, and plans the activities. It’s a real chopped liver moment.
We hosted Easter this year and it was really nice to cram 12 people into our apartment for a family meal. Finn is starting to get the holiday a little bit so it was fun watching him dig into his Easter basket and go on an Easter egg hunt with his cousins.
We accidentally overbought on olives, which meant I had a surplus of those buttery casteveltranos, my fave. That meant Friday simply *had* to be a dirty tini night. No blue cheese, but when I realized I had some leftover feta, I hand-stuffed those olives and enjoyed a particularly delicious cocktail.
Last night, Rebekah came into the city and we picked up last minute tickets to see Sweeney Todd. It was SO NICE to hang out with my dear friend who I haven’t seen in ages. We were so overdue for a catch-up. And the show was fabulous. Sutton Foster was fantastic and I was so impressed with Joe Locke’s performance that I may have to check out his Netflix show. Sometimes, a random mid-week trip to Broadway with a bestie is just what you need to reinvigorate yourself.
Peaches to Apples 