AstroTurf, Lawn Chairs, and Tiki Torches…

One night last week, Chris came into the kitchen while I was cooking dinner and announced that he had a great idea for a family activity. This, by the way, is a minor miracle because Chris NEVER comes up with our family activities. (I say that with love…) He usually complains, in fact, when I come up with something for us to do as a family. He has a good time when we get there, but coming up with something for us to do is always a battle.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be with the family, but he would rather the family spend time together at home.

Every weekend.

Watching him work on the renovation downstairs.

And while that’s fun for about 10 minutes, we need to get out of the house. So, I knew before he even told me what his plan was that we would go, simply because THIS HAD NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE.

“I think we should go to the Orlando Home and Garden Show at the convention center on Saturday!”

Now, in my head I thought, “Oh, joy. We get to walk around and TALK ABOUT the renovation instead of STARING at the renovation. What a difference…”

But out loud I said, “WHAT A GREAT IDEA! WE’LL HAVE A GREAT TIME!”

So, this morning, I got up and went for my run (sixth run in a row now – go me!) and then we headed over to the convention center.

It was actually much cooler than I thought it would be, and we did get a lot of our questions answered. We are trying to decide on flooring, and that’s an expensive decision to make. We talked to just about every flooring vendor there (approximately 3,621 of them) and got some really great information.

(And we also taught Bean how to play the slot machines… A+ parenting right there.)

And then in the back of the convention center, tucked away in a corner that most people probably missed, was an AstroTurf putting green and a sign that said, “LET US INSTALL A PUTTING GREEN IN YOUR BACKYARD!”

“WELL, OKAY!” shouted Chris, and off he ran to talk to the AstroTurf guy.

Now, I’m a pretty flexible wife.

Bachelor party in New York for three days? Go! Have fun!

Golfing with the guys on Saturday while I take two kids to multiple birthday parties? You bet! Enjoy yourself!

Working late and you don’t even call to tell me until you get in the car to come home? (slightly annoying, but…) I completely understand! I saved you a dinner plate!

BUT IF YOU THINK FOR ONE SECOND THAT I’M GOING TO PERMANENTLY INSTALL ASTROTURF IN MY BACKYARD SO YOU CAN HAVE YOUR OWN PUTTING GREEN…  Think again.

Even good wives have their limits.