Scott and I went away for our "babymoon" this weekend. It was a quick trip but just what the psychiatrist ordered. We headed down to Mystic, Connecticut-- we wanted to go somewhere not too far but not too close, where there'd be a handful of things to do, and Mystic fit the bill nicely.
Fortunately, Scott and I travel really well together. Our idea of a good vacation day is some good food cooked by other people, then a few hours of exploring, followed by a few to several hours of napping/reading. Then back out for dinner. It was very low key-- we visited the aquarium, which was fun-- I did notice we were nearly the only people there without kids (kids on the outside, that is). The highlight for me was the sea lions. The lady sea lions made these crazy belch-sounding noises and I just laughed and laughed and laughed.
I also noticed the new, intense way that we were watching other peoples' kids. The toddlers in the Mexican restaurant that once would've been an amusing distraction were still cute, but also kind of like watching a science experiment. We both seemed to especially notice the little boy kiddos, since that's the variety we're getting this time around. I guess we are becoming parents. Pretty weird stuff.
We also went to see Bill Maher's "Religulous" which was quite amusing, though the end seemed a bit on the dark side.
Mostly we just laughed a lot and enjoyed the change of scenery and the relaxing weekend. Scott's been working really hard lately in his new position at work, so I was really glad we could sneak away.
Unfortunately last night the cat kept us up with a lot of barfing and death howling. I guess it's good practice, right? Although as Scott said, hopefully our little guy won't be vomitting up stinky cat food in the middle of the night...
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