So we are fairly lame when it comes to celebrating holidays. We don't do the whole valentines day... nothing special for the big guy on fathers day. In fact, we don't really give birthday or Christmas presents. That isn't to say that we don't get each other things. Brendan once bought me a diamond necklace just because I went on a short trip w/o him. That was really nice. That is, until I lost it. Oops.
This weekend was shaping up just like any other. We tried to come up with one stellar plan (last weekend it was picking 20 lbs of strawberries and hamburgers with peanut butter on them). We debated the ol Prairie Home Companion fiesta in Avon MN. The weather forecast put a damper on the sloppy joes and rhubarb pie plans.
Then, on the way to kickball (yes, I did kick in the winning run, thanks for asking), Brigid reminded me: "mother - there is the circus." You see, even she thinks that indoor baseball is a bit silly. Sure - why not take her to the circus and see a little baseball in action. I am up for it. Being DQ hat day only sweatens the plans. She is really more of a football fan, but I am sure a few innings won't dissapoint. Oh, and if it isn't raining, maybe we will take in a little Elvis as well. Who can argue with a "free" $10 Elvis concert?
Anyway - what do all of these Saturday plans have to do with pizza night? A lot. We are going to try to take Brigid camping Friday night. You see - we know of 40 acres that have 1 small house with people on it. Turns out, if we want to sleep in a tent on the remaining 39 and 3/4 acres, no one will really care. My main worry with camping has been her talking /crying/screaming/annoying all other campers near by. If I don't have to worry about that, there is no reason not to sleep in our own mini-circus tent.
So... that is what we will be doing. Have no fear- I did win a $25 gift certificate to HomeMade Pizza - we will have to check it out next weekend.
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