Tim is somewhere on the Little Salmon, floating away from all of his cares and worries...a group of guys are on a 5-day kayaking and rafting trip and Tim, I am sure, is having the time of his life.
It's a good thing I am no stranger to being alone for long stretches with our son. I stayed in Moscow for part of the weekend, but yesterday I had a hot date, sshh!
James and I went to Pig Out in the Park. Well, let me back up.
I woke up yesterday morning and I couldn't move. I had hurt my back so badly that I could barely lift James. Thankfully after yoga, ibuprofen and icing, I was able to move around. Lovely timing to throw my back out with Tim gone for awhile.
But that wasn't going to stop us from having some Labor Day fun! I pack up a few small things, carefully loaded James in the carseat. He was glowing with excitement....or was that the white sheen from his all-natural, hemp-based sunscreen?
I made it down there with no problem (I detest driving in Spokane), found a parking spot by the Arena, which is a small miracle in itself, and completed a one-try, beautiful parallel park. Loaded the kiddo up, took a picture, and we were off!
We had a total blast! Here are the highs (and lows) of our date:
-A little boy gave James his balloon dog--there are still sweet strangers in the world, yes, even in Spokane.
-We played on the big red wagon and James went nuts. I almost went nuts keeping track of him with all the people. I am so nervous that he might get snatched by some weirdo when I blink or something. As we left we noticed some weirdo asshole relieving himself in the bushes next to the wagon. He wasn't homeless or anything. Just a weirdo who thought it was appropriate to do so AROUND CHILDREN. We stayed far away from him.
-We watched a little boy feeding the ducks, geese and seagulls. I thought James would pee his pants, he was so excited to be so close to the birds! (Well, he probably did, I guess.)
-We started to just wander around the park and heard a man who was about 20 feet behind me yell, "Can somebody find a doctor? My friend needs some help!" I turned around and there was a man lying down, chest heaving irregularly and limbs at odd angles. Several people were calling 911 so I did nothing until I realized that I should try to find a policeman or paramedic. As I left to find one, I heard the ambulance coming and a paramedic was there. I confess: we watched for a little while. The ambulance came down and brave men and women in dark blue FDNY helped the terrified man with the heaving chest. They started him on air and we left as they got out the EKG monitor because I realized that if it were me, I would not want an audience. So I am a little ashamed that we watched for so long and I really hope that man is OK. I was so impressed with the medics. I am not sure I could perform well in a job like that.
-Then we wandered around the food vendors. That was pretty fun! I still can't believe it though...I couldn't find anything to eat for dinner! Ha! I must have circled the vendors about four times. I settled on a lemonade and we decided to go home and have a spinach quiche for Labor Day. Not very patriotic, huh?
Anyway, it was an exciting day for that little guy and his mama. He was sweet all evening, ate a whole slice of quiche and some chicken, and then slept through the night.
I really, really miss Tim. It is a lot harder to parent without a spouse (and a very sore back). But, yesterday's "date" will go down in my memory book for sure.
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