The kids are at their grandparents.
We really don't know what to do with ourselves.
I spend all my time complaining that I need a break, then I get one,
and I can't think of where to go, or what to do.

It's awful quiet around here. We miss them already.
Today, we are going out and buying some bikes.
We decided we need exercise. It's part of the "don't lose your mind" plan.

We needed to find fun activities to do with the kids.
Fun used to mean going to Bubba's on a Friday 80's night and getting fairly intoxicated. Now don't get me wrong, I still enjoy that, but these days it's tempered by the fact that now matter how I feel the next morning, I still have to perform as a parent. There is no calling in sick.

So fun is going to mean grabbing the kids and lunch, shoving them in the back of one of those tow along thinga-magigs, and joy riding.

How we are going to prevent them from slapping each other around in there; I have not yet figured. We must be getting older, because we are now considering "comfort" bikes verses mountain bikes. But I suppose, we aren't going to be doing much off-roading with the little guys in tow. Although....

That's it, if they wanna fight, we'll just head down a rough trail and shake it right out of em. Mmm. this is good, I'm on to something.

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