My kind of weekend

This is the kind of weekend I like, nothing pressing to do, no one to go see, just hanging at the house. We are the biggest bunch of hermits in the East Texas area, if it were possible I would never leave my house, I would just stay here a play with my toys. Friday was the wife's birthday so we celebrated that by getting her a couple of presents. She loves this series of books by a lady named Janette Oke, from best I can tell, its a series of love stories that follows one family from generation to generation right now there are approximately 6000 books in the series and we own them all. They have also decided to torture husbands everywhere by making every book into a movie, the latest installment just came out so that was present one and it came from Mr. B. My wife also happens to be a nut about scrap booking, she has this thing called a cricut that you buy cartridges for and it makes all kinds of stuff. She even has it hooked up to her computer (yes we have separate computers, mine is full of music and video stuff and hers is photos and scrap booking stuff) well I decided to buy a new cartridge for her. She has a list but I went out on a limb and bought one not on the list, I was in a predicament, I could have either bought a gift card (which I had been warned in one of the few times I was let in on what women think) that gift cards are cool if they come from anyone but your husband. From him a gift card conveys "I was lazy, waited until the last minute and then got you a gift card, Happy Birthday!". So I took a friend with me, at the last minute and sweat out what cartridge to buy, we made a good choice because she used it all day today. We also took her out to eat at the local favorite Mexican food joint and then it was to the grocery store for a cake. I "worked" outside most of the day, cleaning the car and installing patio tiles until an ant bed heeded construction, they bit me, so I poisoned them, construction will continue as planned now that the ants have decided to see it my way and die. The NASCAR all star race was tonight so we went into full redneck mode around 6ish and watched it and then I came out and worked on my CD that I am pretty sure I will finish about December, just in time to work on that Christmas CD! Anyway it was a great weekend. One other thing while I'm here, Mr.B is three and I have noticed a change this last week, I am no longer needed as a playmate, in a way I am thrilled because I can do things I want to do and in a way I'm sad because the thing I do from the time I get home from work until he goes to bed is play, that's happening less, he will still ask me to play but its not the same, I'm more or less an audience member than actually playing. I know it's a part of him growing up but I don't have to be happy about it. That revelation was the only bummer in an otherwise perfect weekend. Can't they start giving warnings when the kids start going through these changes? Something like "Dad, I am about to go through a phase where I want you to watch me play but you can't play with me, just watch got it?" It would be easier on me.