My Wild Weekend

.....which I'm still recovering from. Hence the reason it's Thursday before I get around to writing about it.
Friday morning: We were the last car in a 5-car caravan headed to Sprinfield for Caleb Martin's wedding. Four hours(ish) on the road, we got checked into the hotel about 1.
Friday afternoon: Rehearsal. Outdoors. In July. Sweat. Rehearsal dinner. Limited air conditioning. More sweat. But great Italian food, so it was forgiven. Oh, and major amounts of cleavage from some lady sitting between us and the door. It was beyond cleavage, even. Note to Seth: Even though it's kind of like a train wreck and you can't help but do the double-take, make sure you don't do it at the exact time she looks up at you.
Friday evening: Girl's night out. The guys all went to a bachelor party, so Brooke and I left the babies with the grandparents and went to the mall with Elizabeth. Then went for ice cream. Good times. Especially since this was only the second time I've been away from Nathan other than work or errands since he's been born (the first being our anniversary back in March). We got back at 10:30 and Nathan was still awake. I got him to sleep by 11, only to have him wake up. Asleep, awake, asleep, awake. He was essentially awake until 2, and then was up at 6 AM! Ulgh.
Saturday morning: swimming with Nathan. Good times. He loved it, but when he started rubbing his eyes, we came in so he could take a nap.
Saturday afternoon: Nathan still hadn't fallen asleep. I decided to let him cry it out while I took a shower, thinking his exhaustion from only four hours of sleep, plus the sound of the water would send him to dreamland. Wrong. Half an hour later, he was still screaming when I got out of the shower. Which led to my first Mommy Meltdown I've had since he's been born. Sure, I've cried, but always with a reason. I had no reason this time, yet I sobbed for a half an hour. I'm better now.
Later Saturday afternoon: We got walked in on by the hotel staff. Even though it was highly embarrassing, I laughed until I cried. It made me feel better.
Saturday evening: We drive to the wedding as storm clouds build in the west. It starts raining, and they decide to move the wedding inside the reception hall. Even though this was "Plan B" it was gorgeous, almost like they had planned it to be that way. I am so happy it turned out so good for them.
Saturday night: Nathan fell asleep on the way back to the hotel from the wedding, and slept until almost 6 the next morning. The only problem with this was that I went 15 hours without nursing. Ow.
Sunday: one more dunk in the pool before heading home.
Sunday night: Our own bed! Sleep, blissful sleep!
Monday: Carlsie's 21st birthday. Supper with the family at El Mezcal, where she ordered a margarita, hoping to get carded. Apparenly Mexican's don't understand the concept of ID's. Determinded to get carded, she went to the liquor store to buy some beer. No carded. Maybe there's a couple establishments in Ottawa that need a visit from the proper authorities. We headed back to my place and got all gussied up to go out. For another girl's night! Carlsie, Lurenda, Christina, and I headed to the casino (that's where Carl wanted to go!). We left at 9:30. I didn't get back until 4 in the morning. Ulgh. But it was fun. I wore a real bra! (Until you've had to wear completely un-sexy nursing bras for 11 months, you don't realize the elation this simple act can inspire.) I only won like 15 dollars at the casino, which I turned around and lost again. And - I know that some people don't approve of gambling, and I don't condone it as a habit. But I look at it as any night out - whether you go to a movie, go out to eat, whatever. It's money you're spending and won't get back either way. We got to spend time together and had a lot of fun laughing at each other while doing it. Worth it, in my book.
So that's the reason it's taken me this long to post. Every spare moment has been taken up with napping.
I'm out. Shower, read another few pages of The Bourne Identity, then crash.