Day 85
March Madness is alive and well in Bangkok. Roger stayed up for the tipoff of the UK game at 1:40 am. I decided to just sleep in my UK shirt. I will be up at 5:00 am tomorrow morning to watch THE GAME. Even though we both went to UofL we are true blue UK fans.
Day 86
Roger arranged for some babysitting and we enjoyed a wonderful dinner and movie. Considering this was our bi-annual trip to the movies we splurged and went for the recliners in the nice theater. Hunger Games did not disappoint and a night out without the kids is always fun.
Day 87
These roses were the first part of our date from the night before. Roger picked them up on the way home and they are actually still looking pretty good after almost a week. Since there is no AC downstairs at our house the flowers tend to wilt very quickly.
Day 88
I tend to get a night a week to go out with friends for dinner or dessert and this dessert was enough to last me a whole week. We celebrated a birthday with Oreo cheesecake, regular cheesecake and a piece of chocolate fudge cake. There were four of us and only crumbs left at the end of the night.
Day 89
Have I mentioned that it's hot here? Hot season is starting and after a week of temps near 100 degrees I am already looking forward to the rains coming in June. My poor boys look like they just got out of the tub and all they were doing was sitting in front of the fan watching television.
Day 90
I sort of love and sort of hate bath time. I love it at the end when I have two clean boys, but I hate the process of getting them in the tub, washed and dried off. Everyone tends to get a bit dramatic in the evenings.
Day 91
I bought our yearly swimming pool. Seriously, it's our third hot season in Bangkok and our third pool. I'm not sure what happens to them, but every year I need a new one. I guess $5 plastic pools just aren't made for the long haul.
1 comment:
If they're crabby, put them in water. And don't they seem to be more crabby during non-rainy season? Or is it me? A plastic pool is a parenting must!
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