Mommybrain

I’m not one that feels I need to attend every party or social event. I don’t feel like I’m missing out on something. I know who will be there. I know I’ll see those people elsewhere. I know who my friends are. I like my home. I like hanging out with Quinn. I like my Tivo.

However, this party, is one I am actually very sad to have missed.

I tried to no avail to procure babysitting for the night. Between a cadre of time-generous, willing friends and a handful of pay-for-play babysitters I am usually able to find someone to watch Quinn. I even tried The Core Group. But alas, the childcare gods were not with me.

Thor offered to split the night — I could go early, come home and then he’d go. I briefly considered it, mostly because I wanted to congratulate Scott on a rockin’ decade in person since he is one of the sweetest, most unpretentious people I know. But, with the wind knocked out of my sails after the final babysitter rejection and my residual jet lag (yeah, I know it’s been a week since I’ve been home, but I’ve managed to stay in a time-zone somewhere between there and here and am ready for bed by 9) it didn’t sound like such a compelling idea. This morning, however, checking out the early returns I am reconsidering my position.

For those of you who were there, I hope you had a great time. I really do. No, really. I mean it.

And at least I caught up on a month’s worth of The Office. Pam and Jim, will you just get it over with already??!!