Yes, it’s rare :: an evening at HOME, by myself. A sacred event to be celebrated that is for sure. How? Simple.
Well, almost.
First, at just the right time, ask spouse to take all three cherubs with him to ballet lessons. Notice his hesitation but do not comment on it or the battle may be lost. He obliges.
Try not to shout out in a loud voice with extreme excitement, that can wait.
Prepare little people for the event :: feed them well, scoot everyone out the door. Make sure they all leave the driveway with no setbacks.
Sigh and breathe deeply.
Sigh again and roam around the house wondering just what you had in mind to do. Continue for ten minutes and then plop down to read a book. Catch on to the fact that there’s little interest in this pursuit and then roam some more.
Think of hubby and how sweet he is, make his favorite cookies—oatmeal raisin.
Play worship music while working because you feel the Lord is pleased with you as a wife. About halfway through a song realize that this thought may be prideful. Repent. Eat some cookies.
The sweet taste is not what you’re craving.
Open the refrigerator for inspiration and stand there a bit :: the exact action the children are not allowed to do. Notice the luscious tomatoes bought earlier in the day—yes!
Take out ingredients to make bruschetta. Happily chop away basil, tomatoes, and mince garlic. Forget how many cloves you already put in, add another one for good measure.
Refrigerate bruschetta and glance around the kitchen at the mess that was created. Ugh. Begin cleanup. Play more worship music so grumpy attitude does not set in.
Take note of time—hubby and children will be back in just a few minutes. Clean faster.
Welcome everyone, hear stories of their time away, upcoming ballet recital preparations. Offer cookies to all, prepare children for bed. When that is complete and lights out, find spouse and thank him generously for the quiet time.
Leisurely enjoy some bruschetta with leftover pasta salad from lunch. Find a comfy place to rest and realize that it’s the only time you’ve sat down almost all night!
Laugh out loud, make plans to go to bed shortly.
It was truly a wonderful evening.
Bruschetta
1/4 cup olive oil
3 Tbsp chopped basil
4 garlic cloves, minced
1/2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp pepper
4 medium tomatoes, drained & chopped
2 Tbsp grated Parmesan cheese
Combine oil, basil, garlic, salt & pepper. Add tomatoes & toss gently. Sprinkle with cheese & refrigerate for an hour. Bring to room temp if desired and eat with toasted French bread.
Love it! I’m sure my quiet evening would turn out the exact same way!
Sounds excellent. 🙂 Except the part about repenting and eating cookies. 🙂 You sound like a lot of fun to spend an evening with … no wonder you’re rarely left home alone!
this just cracked me up!! i’ve been wondering recently what i would do if i had an evening to myself. i’d like to find out….and soon 🙂
thanks for the laugh!
Daniele, I can just see you wandering around the house for the first 10 minutes…so funny! It took that long to get over the shock. 🙂
You are making me VERY hungry.I’ve never had Bruschetta…but I will be making it very soon.
Oh, and the cookies…yummy. I’m sure dh followed his nose to the kitchen as soon as he was in the door.
Shirley
What a rare moment in time… I can completely relate. I am rarely ever alone in my home!
You have inspired me to make something garlicky for dinner tonight!!
I laughed all the way through this post. I remember dreaming of a day at 'home' all by myself when the children were all youing. Once every so many years it actually happened. Once it did, I sat there trying to remember what it was that I so desperately wanted to do while they were away! 🙂 I finally wised up, and actually made a list when I was in the wishing for a day frame of mind. In the future when they were 'rarely' away, I consulted my list. It worked for me. 🙂
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