Author's note: I'm done. I'm tapped. If exhaustion were a tangible object, something you could point to and say, "Look, there's my tiredness," mine would have it's own orbit. It would glow red in the night sky and be feared by villagers and prophets alike. Virgins, no doubt, would be sacrified to it. Still, in my sleepless hours, I happened across this post I wrote a week or so ago, cleaned it up a bit, and I'll offer it to you now. Be nice.
The Three-Martini Playdate went on the road. We hit the city. New York City. All three of us, Jennifer, Camilo's dad, and I, driving the seemingly insurmountable 13 miles to the center of the universe. It was not pretty.
Our town is only 13 miles from New York City, but that's not where we live. We live in isolation. We live on the moon. Three adults, five children two-and-under, we have about as much chance of seeing the skyscrapers of New York as we do the Sydney Opera House.
But not this time. This time we made it. The Three-Martini Playdate went partying.
There were hollers and hoots. There was table standing. We annoyed, we were beligerent, we were not cool. Everyone knew we had kids, everyone knew we stayed home with them. We were pitied and feared. Everyone knew that crossing us was to take their life into their hands.
There were offers. The ladies knew I was the go-to guy if they wanted twins. They knew Camilo's dad had mystical powers. They knew Jennifer was thirsty and dangerously on edge.
The concert was horrible. The sound man was a monkey. We didn't care. We were out. We left early. We prowled the streets. We were immune to the cold.
We would not go home. There was fun to be had, noise to be made, hoots to be hollered. Drinks to be drunk.
We were uneasy. We had forgotten something. We looked around, then we remembered. We relaxed. We laughed.
We went out. The Three-Martini Playdate went out.
Just in time, I think.
Hang in there The Dad! They will nap at some point, I just know they will.
No wilder party animal than a SAHP sans-kid. Ahhh the freedom.
Posted by: Shiri | February 21, 2007 at 03:13 AM
Isn't it amazing how even just a few hours away from the kids doing grown-up stuff can rejuvenate you? So glad you took some time for yourself and had some good friends to share it with. You will survive. Take care.
Posted by: Angela | February 21, 2007 at 08:22 AM
Not bad for a guy who can see the edge from where he's standing.
Posted by: Stephanie | February 21, 2007 at 09:11 AM
Man, I thought I was totally cool that night until I read this post!
Posted by: Jennifer | February 21, 2007 at 01:45 PM
I am looking for twins myself. Is there a list I should put my name on? Please let me know what the options are. Thanks!
Posted by: Nicole | February 21, 2007 at 10:15 PM