Celebrating our Freedom

I am quite sure most of our great nation celebrated freedom yesterday by watching huge fireworks shows and possibly cooking out delicious BBQ in their backyards. Trucker and I had different plans instead. Our plan consisted of taking our three kids and celebrating Rug Rat's 1 belated birthday. We were having dinner out (her choice of restaurant), watching the fireworks afterwards and then going for ice cream. No matter how many times we make plans something always changes. To the point that we might as well NOT make plans and just go with the flow.

First Princess told us she was off work today and that her and a couple of friends had decided they wanted to rent a motel room in town (where the fireworks display was held), and swim in the pool while watching the show. Just three carefree teenagers doing their thing. OK, plans changed.

Then Rug Rat 1 decided she hadn't seen her mother in over a week so she wanted to go home to her house and opted to celebrate an even more belated birthday dinner the following weekend. Sure not a problem at all. OK, plans changed once more.

So Trucker and I decided we would celebrate our freedom by spending the day alone together and go to the zoo (which we have never done alone), maybe visit the botanical gardens, eat supper out at a nice restaurant, sip a little wine, and watch the fireworks (while snuggling in our car), then come home and celebrate our favorite way. Once more plans changed again. I have got to learn to go with the flow people.

Trucker's father whom he has only seen maybe 8 times since he was born dropped in on us and spent the entire afternoon. A pleasant afternoon, but one that was not planned for in the least. No phone call beforehand. Just an "out of the blue here I am" thing.

Finally getting around to our plans late in the day we headed out for dinner. We enjoyed a nice meal of steak buffet, no wine, and over stuffed ourselves horribly. We laughed, joked and had a wonderful relaxing meal together. After eating like two pigs at a trough we looked at one another and said "Let's celebrate OUR freedom by going home, putting on our favorite pj's, watching nascar on tv, and snuggling and watching fireworks out our living room window."

You know you have matured, and gotten comfortable in life when you have the freedom to choose "what makes you truly happy".