Exultate Justi

This past weekend there was one of those rare occurrences where the heavens open, rays of sunshine beam down and a multitude of angels raise their voices in exultation: My mother volunteered to watch my daughter for the whole weekend! This good-hearted gesture necessitated a drive to PIT on friday night but at least afforded an opportunity to be out past ten p.m. Because this was the second of my two three-day weekends, the timing of this marathon babysitting event was impeccable. There was eating out at normal eating out hours; There was staying up late to watch age inappropriate movies; There was getting downtown to watch the Indians lose to the Mariners and there was se...ahem...lovema...um...lots of free time! And then the wife had a plan. And I had to work a little bit at peeling tile off of the bathroom walls. But she made up for it by buying me a shirt and some pants. So now I have two of each! After spending all of friday and most of saturday miserable, the wife shook off the doldrums and decided to enjoy herself, and that was really nice to see (even though she did make me go walking with her). And my daughter came through with showing that she could hold a conversation with a real person on the telephone (even though she wouldn't talk to me) so that helped, too. I would have made this a Daddy Tip but knowing my luck I'll never have a free weekend ever again so I don't want to jinx myself. But, if you have the opportunity, I would strongly suggest getting rid of your kid. For the weekend, at least.