My parents offered to take the Binja last night to have some grandparenty time with him, and we gladly accepted.  Because, admittedly, our heads filled with a million things we could do with time unladen with child.

We were already throwing a dinner party, complete with fireworks, so that was one.

We decided we should go see a midnight movie.  We haven’t seen a movie since.. well, I don’t count Indiana Jones and the Craptastic Sequel .. or The Ruins .. Okay, so it’s been awhile since we’ve seen a movie we liked.  We decided to go view some quality film, like Hancock or The Happening. (Yes, I know how horrible these movies were reviewed, but going in KNOWING they suck is way different than being blindsided after forking over a second mortgage for popcorn.)

Oh, and of course, the sexy time.  There would be lots and lots of sexy time.

And in the morning?  Oh, we would leisurely lay in bed till, like, noon.

The minute we loaded up the dishwasher from the dinner party, we went to bed.

Where we fell asleep.

Bryan got up at eight to go load in a set.  

I am ready to pick up my child now, because I MISS THE HELL OUT OF HIM.

And until I can bring myself to admit how lame I am, I am looking through Flickr at my pictures of him.

And that’s Sarah Is Lame, #498.

Tomorrow, look for Bryan Is Lame, #1497.