We also had a major hook up for dinner, as Josh's dad had given us two $20 gift certificates to a local steak house. Originally, we had both decided to get something for around 20 bucks and then we'd only have to pay for the tips and drinks our selves. Well, when we got there we decided to splurge and I ended up with a filet mignon and Josh got a 16 oz. Porter House. We still only paid like $16 for the whole thing, anyway. The food was great, and as usual so was the conversation. It got a little noisy, and we made a game out of trying to figure out what music was playing in the background. I think I won that one.
Back at the room, we discovered a CSI marathon. So, we flopped back on the bed with the chocolate and watched a few hours of it. (We used to be much more exciting. Actually...no. That's a lie. Anyway, a free room with a basically free dinner is pretty much all the excitement we can handle these days.) We got thirsty some time around 11, so we took a walk across the street to the gas station where we were almost run over by several pimped out hoop-dees. We did make it safely back to the room, and more CSI. Despite all the sugar, we eventually fell asleep, planning to make it to yet another free meal in the morning.
Hotels are adorable to me. My family only stayed at a hotel one time when I was growing up, and it wasn't any fun. We shared it with another family and it was just...not great. Since I've been with Josh, we've stayed in quite a few, and I almost always enjoy them. I just have a thing for little bottles of shampoo and people who will come in and clean up your mess for you every day. So just like the tiny bottles of soap in the bathroom, there was a tiny breakfast buffet downstairs. Actually, there was tons of food but all of it was tiny. They even had tiny yogurts. I was in heaven.
We finished early, and I had already worked an hour long shower into the morning schedule. Josh went first so I'd be able to guarantee myself the longest possible time in the shower. I don't think I've complained too much about the shower at our house here, but I will say that I honestly hate it. Everything else in the house is great, but I loath that shower. Naturally, I couldn't wait to use the one at the hotel. It was huge, there was water pressure, and I didn't have to keep adjusting the temperature. I also didn't have to wear flip-flops. When I got out, my hair was actually clean! I stayed in as long as physically possible. Any longer and I would have cooked myself and the baby. That's a memory I will definitely hold on to for a while.
Clean and fed, we left to fulfill the rest of our weekend. After a brief stop at home to feed the dogs, we headed out towards the beach. We couldn't have asked for better weather. We spent hours walking up and down the board walk, most of the time claiming an entire bench to ourselves to just people watch and talk. There were dogs and puppies everywhere since it is technically still pre-season. I pointed out a couple of chubby girls in bikinis just to make myself feel better. (I know I'm evil, but let me just say that there were so many nice looking girls out that day that I had to do something to take Josh's mind off of it.) Eventually, with Josh's help, I was able to get over my insecurities. We saw German shepherd puppies on our way to dinner, they were gorgeous! I can't wait until we have some more of our own.
We had our long awaited Grotto's pizza for dinner. It was definitely worth the wait. We even had some left to take home, which ended up being Easter breakfast the next morning. We then headed straight for Ritas where neither one of us got the gilatis we had planned. We both ended up with custard cones, and they were awesome. We speculated for a while, as we always do, as to what the heck custard is. We still have no idea.
I can't even remember what we did when we got back home. Maybe Josh could explain. All I know is I was exhausted and my feet were huge. I plopped down on the couch and we may or may not have watched something.
The next morning was Easter, and as I said earlier left over pizza was for breakfast as we were a little later than planned leaving the house. We actually made an appearance at church where there were a bunch of people who seemed genuinely shocked that I am still pregnant, despite the fact that they KNOW I'm not due until the end of the month. Ugh. After explaining the obvious, Josh and I made an escape for his mom's house where we planning on a huge Easter barbecue. It was honestly perfect. His dad grilled, and my parents came too (though they were late, as usual). Mike and Mallory even made an appearance and Mike was actually in a terrific mood until Mallory picked some little fight with him which turned into something ridiculous and they left without saying good-bye.
This is already long as it is, but I will end in saying that it was the best weekend we'd had in a long time. The only thing that could have made it better, was being able to let someone else carry the baby for me those three days. (Hah, you had to know that was coming.) I do look forward to pushing him in a stroller rather than our current mode of transportation.
I actually have another post to start, as something else meaningful has happened since that weekend (it is now Thursday), but I will leave you with this update from my doctor: If Riley doesn't come on his own by next Tuesday, they are going to induce me sometime next week.
So there you have it.
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I can't remember what we did after the beach either...what do they put in them pizza's??
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