February is not my favorite month.
It's cold for one. The holidays are over along with the excitement of returning to my classroom after the break. There is the anticipation of things to come...Andrew's birthday, spring break, Easter. But those feel so far away. There is nothing fun in February.
(Yes I know there is Valentine's Day, but we aren't big celebraters)
February is just blah.
Some people get the January blues.
I get the February blues.
I lack motivation.
I don't want to do anything but curl up in my warm bed and veg out.
Veg out.... no relation to vegetables.
I'm talking double stuffed oreos for dinner.
My lack of motivation has left me feeling behind and overwhelmed with everything.
Last Tuesday I felt like I was on the verge of a breakdown. I sent Andrew a text at lunch and simply said, "I need a vacation."
It was only a few seconds when he responded with, "Me too. When is Spring Break?"
Spring Break was too far away. I needed a long weekend.
Thursday my coworker mentioned that her and her family were headed to Branson for the weekend.
That sounded perfect.
It sounded even better after I checked the weather and realized it was supposed to be a pretty nice weekend.
I sent Andrew a text saying we should go to Branson for the weekend. We could play golf and shop and just get away.
And that is exactly what we did.
Andrew worked from home Friday so as soon as I got home we headed north.
We took it easy Friday night, grabbing a quick bite to eat and then just hanging out in our hotel room.
Saturday morning we golfed.
And by we golfed I mean, Andrew golfed while I rode in the cart and manned the flag at each green.
It turned out to be a gorgeous day. Almost 80 degrees and sunny.
I was not prepared to get a tiny little sun burn in February.
The course, Buffalo Ridge, was gorgeous.
I used to tag along with Andrew pretty often when he played golf, but it has been a long time. He has been playing with the nephews lately and I don't tag along when he does that.
I know he loves playing with the guys, but I hope he enjoyed having his wife tag along this past weekend. I know I loved it.
I never thought I would say that. But my man loves golf and I love him so I've learned golf isn't so bad. :)
For the most part it felt like we had the whole course to ourselves.
Andrew finished that round of golf in record time.
We had originally planned to save the outlet mall for Sunday but since we finished golf so early we decided to shower up and hit the mall a day early.
As we were shopping we just kept saying how unbelievable the weather was.
At one point I asked where we would have to move to have that kind of weather year round.
I was ready to pack up and head out.
Saturday night even though we were both exhausted and would have been totally fine with have a pizza delivered to our hotel room, we went ahead with our dinner plans.
We got dressed up and went out to a nice dinner.
We don't do this very often because quite honestly I eat like a two year old and a nice restaurant just doesn't have all that much appeal to me.
But this was fun.
I enjoyed putting on a dress, special make up, and curling my hair to go out with my man.
Maybe I can learn to eat a steak so we can do this more often. :)
Since we hit the mall a day early that left us with a much needed lazy Sunday morning. We slept in and then headed to Cracker Barrel for a late breakfast before heading home.
My parents had given us a gift card for Valentine's Day.
Right as we were getting ready to leave we heard a couple sitting a few tables over tell the waitress that it was their anniversary.
Andrew asked me if I would be okay if we gave them our gift card as a little anniversary gift.
Of course!
I love his heart. He loves people. He serves people.
And there is nothing sexier than a man who loves likes Jesus.
It was the perfect way to end our little getaway.
We both came home a little more refreshed and little more ready to face the new week.
But still...
Bring on March!
