For the second weekend in a row, Marc and Eric were supposed to go upstate snowmobiling with “the guys.”
They love it.
I love it.
They were looking for some rugged manly adventure and I was looking for some peace and quiet. Well, peace is out for this weekend. Last weekend there wasn’t enough snow and this weekend it’s 2 below.
Change of plans.
Instead of a quiet weekend to myself, a very large poker game is ensuing bringing with it high levels of testosterone and talks of anything with a motor.
Jena and I would balance that out with trips to Barnes & Noble, a good ‘chick flick’ or at the very least making fun of those ‘dirty’ boys. But life’s sucker-punch left me to fend for myself among the world of men. I’m sure she is laughing at me from heaven.
It’s crazy in this house now with college boys in and out all hours of the day and wee hours of the night. Don’t get me wrong, it’s all good. I think it’s great that Eric is surrounded by his friends and it’s kind of nice they all call me “Mom.”
But peace…well, that’s not happening here and certainly not tonight.
Life as I knew it is over. I don’t have my baby girl to even out the odds. I don’t have the life that I thought I signed up for either. And now, I don’t even have the quiet weekend I was looking forward to. The reality is that life is constantly changing and I have to learn to change with it.
I hear them dealing the cards, the chips falling on the poker table, and they’re calling my name. Guess it’s time to show those boys how to play Texas Hold ‘Em. I take a deep sigh, smile and grab my wallet. Sometimes when life throws you curves, you just have to adjust and find a new adventure…
…and besides, I have an angel up my sleeve.