I'm looking forward to 'empty nest syndrome'

Nothing against my kids specifically, but DAMN! I just had a great weekend without them!

Both the kids went away for a church retreat this weekend. Kevin and I dropped them off at the church Friday afternoon, then headed over to a friend’s house for the afternoon and evening. Kevin helped our friend work on his motorcycle and I played with their new baby – until it cried and then I handed it over to Mom! We got to ride on their jetski (sp?), too. Pizza, buffalo wings and beer for supper. We were home by 11:00, went in the hot tub, and – with no fear of teenagers popping out the door – felt free to make love on the deck.

Saturday: Slept in as long as we pleased. More sex upon awakening and without having to leap up and be sure the door was shut and locked. Spent the morning at the Harley dealership (for him) and the book store (for me). Lunch at our favorite drive in and then off to the beach. We found a lovely secluded area off the James River. Played in the waves, relaxed on the sand, played in the waves, relaxed on the sand – you know the drill. It was so secluded that we discussed the possibility of beach-sex, but decided against it – it wasn’t that secluded. Anyway, the fact that we could even discuss it openly was a sign that we were ALONE WITHOUT CHILDREN. Home by 4:00. Made love again (in the living room) and had a lovely 2 hour nap. Grilled steaks for supper. Then Kevin watched a race on TV and I read my new book (The Songcatcher by Sharyn McCrumb – very good). Very peaceful and quiet. Hot tub after the race, then Kevin sat down and surfed porn on the computer (something he rarely gets to do with two teenagers in the house and the computer in a central area). I finished my book and we went to bed at 1:00. More sex before sleeping.

Sunday: More sex upon awakening. Read the paper, had coffee and bagels for breakfast. Did a little yard work – Kevin weeded the flower beds and mowed the front yard, and I cleaned and shocked the hot tub and raked the back yard. Around oneish, we made love in the living room one last time and headed out to pick up the kids from church – stopping off at our favorite hot dog place for lunch along the way.

Gosh, it was a swell weekend! Now everything is back to normal – Kevin’s at work (and he has duty, so he won’t be home until Tuesday evening), the kid’s will be up any minute, and the dog’s acting like he has an earache or something… Sigh. It was sure nice while it lasted.

Me too, me too!! We’ve commented to each other lately how rarely our daughter wants to do things or go places with us - what with the boyfriend and all. This coming weekend, she’s going to spend 4 or 5 days with her grandparents. Then we put her on a plane for 2 weeks with her old friends in Virginia. Dunno what we’re going to do while she’s gone, but I expect a fair amount will involve being nekkid.

Yep, love my kid, but I can’t wait till she has a life and home of her own.

I have most of my weekends to with they were longer. Daughter at a friends, son at his father’s. Angst free, argument free weekend with lots of blessed quiet, time for uninterrupted hot bubbles baths and the ability to get through a book without being interrupted by the shrillness of “Mo-om! Make him stop!”

Love my kids. They’re both great kids, but, good god! I’m remembering again why my Mom hated summer vacation.

My daughter is 14 but my son’s just 7, so it will be awhile.