Playing Hookie with the Cub

I played hookie from work yesterday and it was the absolute best. The cub and I spent the entire day in Roswell hanging out with my dad and doing some light shopping. I rarely get the chance to go to Roswell. I know this sounds silly since I stay in the metro area but truthfully when you don't have a reason to go to another side of Metro-Atlanta you don't go. I can't honestly say when I was last in Roswell. I think it was when my nephew was dedicated at my old church. That was almost two years ago. Wow shame on me. They have changed a lot in the area. I was taken by surprise when I reached a roundabout at Grimes Bridge. When did that get there?! They demolished Oxbo Apartments. You can't even tell a building was there; it's just open space now. Oh and there is this fancy entrance or wall thing at the end of Oxbo Rd. I hear there is a water park or splash area at the Roswell Park by the Chattahoochee River. The cub and I didn't get the chance to go check it out but we definitely plan on doing so. They also do a movie on the lawn event like at Piedmont Park. Can we say Date Night! Oh but I have gotten off track. After I grabbed a bagel and latte from Einstein, I never get to go because there is not one by my house or job, the cub and I headed to my dad's job at the Teaching Museum North. Those of us that grew up in Roswell know this museum well due to the many field trips you take there in elementary school. That place is to us as Fernbank is to Dekalb County Schools. My dad is the Facilities Manager and Groundskeeper there and has been for like years. I should know how many years but I don't. At least 15 years though. Antonio had a blast. He thoroughly enjoyed destroying his grandpa's office as well as crawling around the museum. They have a Dr. Seuss room that he absolutely adored. Check out some of the pictures.

 

We also went to my step-grandmother's house. I shamefully admit that the last time I saw her was two years ago. It's not because I don't love her. Truthfully, I am rather self-centered. Many people in my life have shared that I don't make time for others. Those that have seen me and hung out with me in the past years have done so because they made the effort or initiated the connection. I'm slowly getting better but I recognized yesterday I need to speed up my progress. I could lie and say I don't have time to visit all the people I love but that will be exactly that a lie. You make time for what you want to make time for. Antonio enjoyed his time at his third grandma's house. How many children are blessed to say that. He even had some of her famous homemade biscuits and LOVED it. I won't let another two years go by before those two angels play together again.

Dad and I, forgetting that August 1 was scheduled as the day to show your support for Chick-fil-A, decided to go there for lunch. The crowd was absolutely crazy. I will not weigh in on this topic. Just know that going there for lunch was not our brightest idea. After lunch Antonio and I hit the stores. Roswell is one of the best areas to shop for college gear. As a Georgia Southern Eagle I have the most difficult time finding GSU gear outside of Da Boro. Roswell is the only area that seems to get this. Needless to say I walked out with me some much needed Eagle gear and something for Antonio as well. He has GT gear. They are easier to find. Not as easy as that mutt but still better than my eagle. (Sorry GA fans I married a GT engineer. Part of my wifely duties are to stomp on UGA at every opportunity. Although, as born and raised peaches we do root for UGA when they are playing other teams. It's all abut our wonderful state in my house).

Being out and about all day ruined Antonio's schedule. He was a happy baby though the entire time which I didn't expect. Normally, when he gets off schedule he turns into a monster. Much like those Snickers commercials that end with you're not yourself when you're hungry. I was proud. When we got him home he zonked out. Now it's time for me to work and I'm tired! I need a vacation day from my hookie day.