Worst planners ever

It has been brought to my attention recently that we are terrible planners. (For everyone who knows me I know you just slapped your hand over your wide open mouth in shock). I plan out what I'm doing exactly 30 seconds before I do it. I will invite you to dinner two hours before dinner. If you ask me to do something a weekend in October, my palms get sweaty......I think that this is more of a coping mechanism than anything else. If I don't commit to a thing, I can adapt to the needs of the moment and to the needs of the people around me. Is my child falling apart right now? Perfect! I have no plans. I can put them to bed. Does this make me lame? Absolutely. Does this make me incredibly spontaneous? Yes! Is this the right way to do things?

Um....

Who is done with rhetorical questions?

Anyway, this brings me to this weekend: Labor Day. Some people plan out what they are doing (in advance). Steve and me? Never occurred to us.

Sooo.....this weekend came. We looked at each other. A few people asked us what we were doing for the holiday. We looked at each other, confused. Holiday?

But then, thankfully the girls' social lives totally came through for them and they had some sleepovers. And so we got a babysitter for Eli and Steve and I took the motorcycle out. It was beautiful out and chilly and I wasn't prepared for it (imagine that, I wore a tank top) and we had to stop and buy me a new sweatshirt at Target because we were going to go to the mall but didn't prepare for the fact that it would be closed on a Sunday night (imagine that), but I scored a new sweatshirt out of the deal didn't I? It was good. This whole having a 15 year-old girl living across the street deal now is too sweet to describe. This is our second date in two weeks. (Record).

Yesterday, we were like....should we go to Menards? Sure. So we did. Then we went on a picnic. Steve wanted to go somewhere new other than our standard Big Creek adventure so he googled somewhere in our new vicinity. We ended up here:

Voas Nature Center. History says this: The initial 265 acres were donated to the Dallas County Conservation Board by Lyle and Mae Voas. Both brother and sister had a desire to see their family farmland restored to a native prairie and forest condition similar to pre-Euro-American settlement. They intended for the area to become a wildlife refuge and educational center.

We got into the parking lot and said, "Let's drive in a little bit further" because it didn't look like anything but a building. But then there was nowhere else to drive. :) So, we parked and walked behind the only building there, and it was like a paradise back there! There was a hidden area with a picnic table and a hidden walkway, and then miles and miles of groomed trails through prairie and forest. It was fabulous. We had a blast. There was so much to explore. We'll definitely go back. Did I mention we had the entire place to ourselves?

Luckily, we had the place to ourselves. Otherwise, this would have been embarrassing.

Plan it or don't. It doesn't matter. Just don't forget extra underwear for your potty training son. Happy Holidays.

Oh, and for my planning friends. Please plan for me. I need you.