Last night we went and saw a bunch of bands and had the best time ever! My sister babysat Wyatt so Josh and I could go out with our friends and check out DROPKICK MURPHYS. My teenage self would have freaking died and gone to heaven. It was truly an amazing and awesome time and I drank a lot and we just freaking danced all night. My calves are killing me today. Which in my mind, I'm reasoning that I burned off all the calories I drank... but whatever. I needed to let loose. This would literally be the SECOND time Josh and I have ever gone out since Wyatt's been born (this is a post of the last time I got out if you're curious).
Anyway, my instagram followers will notice that I left out a few of the "good" pics. I'm not sure if the blogging world is ready to see that side of me. Look, mama needed to get out. Nuff said. But if you do follow me on instagram (username irocksowhat), I want to formally apologize for the insane photo uploading that probably screwed up your feeds. I don't know what I was thinking! I freaking instagramed until my phone died!
Whew. So besides feeling hung over, I also feel refreshed and happy with my husband even more than before. We needed to have fun together again. Not that we don't have fun, but sometimes life is just work and family chores. Last night Josh and I were arm and arm doing JIGS. Yeah... we had THAT kind of fun. It was so freeing to be able to have good old fashion fun with my friends. As I'm typing this I realize I sound beyond pathetic because people do this all the time, why don't we? I don't know. It's hard. Crazy work schedules/guilt of asking someone to watch our kid holds us back. But we both agreed after last night that we're going to try and do more stuff together. Go see more bands that we like. Just relax together. Because don't I look truly happy in these photos? Man, mama needed to get OUT.