She is freaking crazy.

She is an extraordinary climber and spends most of her time on top of tables or counters or climbing bookcases.  I am terrified she will get hurt and break something.  She just laughs.

She doesn’t break.  She breaks my stuff.

Last week I found her on top of the back of our couch, ripping the stands off the back of our photos.  She destroyed the crytal frame that hekd our wedding photo.  I found her and felt a pit in my stomach as I saw the destruction.

Then, she climbed up the china cabinet and a door came open.  She climbed down and must have known what I cared about the most.  She went for the wedding china and thre two of my tea cups on the ground.  They broke.  My heart broke a little too.  I don’t get attached to stuff but I don’t have many fancy things and I love my wedding china.   She didn’t even hug me when I cried.  She was a little scared and when I went to hug her she started laughing.

Today we were hanging out and she pointed to my wedding album.  The kids love to flip through it and are always super careful.  I took out the album to look the pictures with her.  She did not like me turning the pages.  She threw a hysterical fit and ripped the picture on the cover of our album.  Her wild arms clawed at the album and she was satisfied with the ripped picture.

Now she is eyeing my wedding rings  and trying to pull them off my fingers.  I don’t know what her dastardly plans for my rings might be, but at this point she can have them over my dead body.  First the rings and then what if she went after Ross?

This little girl has an eye for destruction.  Sophia is hiding her vaulables (read: her lip gloss) and I totally get it. 

Sheesh, she better hope I do not hold a grudge when goes to plan some big fancy wedding.  At least she has a long while to make it up to me.  Hopefully a VERY long time.

This man deserves to be heckled.  Heckle in the comments.  Heckle on facebook or twitter.  I will make sure he sees them all….If I do not die of heat exhaustion first.

It has been in the 90′s lately. Our upstairs air conditioning broke last week and we have been living and sleeping, all 5 of us, in the downstairs. The kids are all sharing the pull out couch and my hot blooded hubby and I are sharing the full bed that I cannot believe we ever slept in together. Still, we knew we could make it to Thursday, when for the bargain price of almost $1000, the air conditioning will be fixed.

Today, it was 93 degrees.  I have been working my ass of spring cleaning my house and when I came inside to stand on top of the vent and blow freezing cold air up my shorts, I knew something was wrong.  Sweat was dripping down my legs and all I felt was warm air.  The downstairs A/C was out.  I ran to the thermostat.  It was noon.  The temperature was set to 72 and it was 78 degrees in the house.  By 2 o’clock it was 82 degrees.  When my husband came home from work at 6 o’clock the coolest place in our house was 85 degrees.

We put the kids to bed and after a few minutes laying on the couch, he informed me that he would have to bail.  He could not make it in this heat.  He kissed me goodbye and went to a friend’s house for the night.

He went to a lake house with air conditioning.

So, while my fingers stick to the keys of my keyboard, he is sitting comfortably in an air conditioned house on the lake.  That probably means there is a breeze too.  My only reprieve is to shove as much of my body as possible into the freezer every few minutes.  While that last of our children just fell asleep (at 10:30 p.m.) he is fast asleep in child free silence.  I am calling him out.  He is being a wimp here.  I mean, we have fans and if you don’t move things aren’t that bad.  The freezer is quite refreshing and I am told that by 2 a.m. the temperature outside may drop to a lovely 70 degrees.  I can make it.

Why did I not go to the lake house?  Well, it is 20 minutes away and I will not risk missing my last pre-school morning.  Tomorrow is the last day before the long hot summer and I WILL have my full 3 hours of freedom.  Also, the thought of packing us up was worse than this heat.  Going anywhere with 3 kids 4 and under is quite a process.  I know how to handle the heat and I am a Yankee.  He was born and raised in North Carolina…he should be able to handle a little sweat.

Since he has abandoned ship, let the heckling of this man I love begin.  Bring your best.  He always tells me I should be better at laughing at myself.  Well, here’s his chance to prove a point and finally my chance to poke fun.  I am like a mother warrior over here.  I am dripping with sweat and ready for battle.

Who can take more heat in your marriage?

Bring it!

I could just drag my husband to the store and point out the exact model I want or I could just shoot him the link on Ebates to this lovely Ryobi 10 inch Table Saw with wheeled stand.  I have to wheel it from my shed to my driveway so this lady needs the wheels baby!  Guess what?  If I buy anything from Home Depot through Ebates I get 3% cash back!  On this I also get free shipping! Maybe this will help sweeten the deal!

So I know that I am in the minority in begging for this machinery for Mother’s day.  If you are keen on Jewelry, Technology, Appliances, Music, Flowers, Wine or so much more you can shop through Ebates and earn up to 20% cash back on your purchase.  Home Depot is not one of the highest in cash back it is just my favorite store.

Need Web Hosting?  Want to ask your hubs or kids for your own domain?  Well, you get 10% back at GoDaddy!  Love photo products? All your favorites are on Ebates like Shutterfly, Ritz, Snapfish and more with 8-10% back!  And girls, I said jewelry right?  Lots of Jewelry!  Besides Mother’s Day, I love how many everyday stores are on Ebates.  You can buy things you normally purchase for your every day life and get cash back.  How cool is that?

It gets better!

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The big day was the easy part.  All that planning was nothing compared to real life marriage.  From there it gets complicated doesn’t it?    Two people sharing their lives is never simple.  Then you add children and it’s hard to find time to focus on your marriage or yourself.  At least, for me it has been hard.  I am just starting to get the hang of it. I plan on getting really good at it some day.

I cried watching the royal wedding because I remembered my own wedding day almost 8 years ago.  I thought back.  There have been some very tough times.  I would love to say they are nothing compared to the joy we have together, but I believe that making it through the hard stuff makes our marriage stronger.  Our blessings are bountiful and the trials are making us tough.  I want my marriage to be tough.

While we all drooled over her gorgeous dress and tweeted about her hair and wondered what it would be like to be a Princess (or Duchess), she was getting married.  Just like the rest of us, marrying the man she loves.  Love is the first part, then comes the marriage.  She is a royal now, and a celebrity.  She will be watched by the world in this capacity.  But as a wife, she is a woman, just like us, who is beginning a journey that takes love, compassion, compromise patience and determination.

I love weddings because it is amazing that people love each other enough to take this journey.  We all know, it doesn’t always work, making those vows that much more scary.  Yet we still pledge ourselves to one another.  We still take that leap.  Weddings remind me that taking a risk for love is worth it.

I am going to focus on my marriage just a little bit more each day.  I am going to tell my kids how important it is for Ross and I to have a strong marriage.  I want to look back at that picture of us walking away after our ceremony and always think…I would marry him again in a heartbeat.  I would do it all over for this love.

Congratulations to their Royal Highness’s William and Kate and to all the other people out there who have taken this leap for love.

p.s.  My husband keeps making jokes about marrying a Princess.  I totally did not get the joke until last night.  Guess what his ex-girlfriend’s name is?  Kate Middleton.  Crazy isn’t it?  If I were her I just might want to be called Duchess just for fun now.

I knew that many traditions would change when I married my husband. He is Jewish. I am Christian.  We are committed to having our children experience both of our faiths and our cultural heritage.  It is not always easy, and particularly around Holidays, we have to be very creative.  It is interesting that Passover and Easter fall so close to each other every year.  This year, Palm Sunday was yesterday, today is Passover and next Sunday is Easter.  Our children are young, and we want them to feel like our family traditions bring us together and do not rip us apart.

We talk to our kids in very general terms about faith and about G-d and how we believe that G-d is a light that surrounds us all.  We tell them that many people believe many different things, but that God loves us all.  We want them to accept both of our faiths but also to know that the billions of people in this world are all unique and that there are many different beliefs.  As they grow older, we will expose them to those differences and answer as many questions as we can, always repeating that love is the most important thing.  Love thy neighbor as thyself will be a mantra in our home.

During Hanukkah, we talk a lot about light and being a light in the world.  We light the candles each night and remind the kids that miracles can happen and that G-d is with us.  We talk about Christmas as it approaches in the same terms.  Instead of just one tradition though, we combine the lights of Hanukkah with the lights of Christmas and we rejoice in that amazing time of year. 

We also eat…a lot.

Food is a huge part of our holidays traditions and we use it to talk to the kids about where our families are from and how people not only believe different things, but wear different clothes and eat different foods.  Over the winter holidays our favorite thing is making potato latkes not only for Hanukkah but also for Christmas!  We also engage in that oh so sacred Jewish ritual of Chinese for dinner on Christmas.  Our big dinner is now Christmas Eve to make room for the noodles after presents.

Right now we are in New Orleans with my husband’s family, where we will celebrate Passover and have our Seder dinner tonight.   Passover celebrates G-d passing over the houses of Jews when he was slaying the firstborn of every family in Egypt.  On the 10th night of the plagues, the Angel of Death passed over the houses with the blood of the Passover lamb on their doors.  Following these 10 terrible plagues, Pharaoh finally allowed the Israelites to leave Egypt.  So, tonightis a celebration of freedom.  The Seder meal will consist of many passages read with responses from the group detailing the exodus from Egypt.  The kids also love searching for the afikoman, a piece of matzo bread that his hidden in the house.  If you find it, you win a prize.  The matzo is the last thing eaten at the Seder meal, and represents the fact that the Jews did not have any leavened bread as they began their journey.  I love how the meal teaches with each course and that my kids have an understanding of the roots not only of Judaism but of my own faith.  It is a tradition that I am proud to add to my family heritage.

Food is a great way to mix up traditions, and this week we will be celebrating and eating breakfast with a new twist.  Breakfast is our favorite meal of the day and we are going to indulge in Mazto Meal Pancakes with Log Cabin syrup.  Yep – not only is it free of high fructose corn syrup, it is kosher baby!  Combine this with some charoset (think nuts, apples and cinnamon), the yummiest part of Passover and you heave a very sweet breakfast!  Mixing it up with matzo – what could be better?

Have you updated any family traditions or added some fun new ones to your lives?  It is wonderful to keep the things passed down to us, but I think it is great to start new traditions in your home!

This date was the bomb.  We switched it up in so many ways.

We left at 4 p.m. in the broad daylight.   That’s right.  Maximum babysitter use.  That chick would be with the kids awake for 4 long hours.  This time she worked hard for her money.  No us leaving after doing the hard part.  We left dinner, books, teeth, stories and wrangling 3 kids into bed all to the sitter.

Check it out.  My shirt is silk people, with little jewels on it.  No boogers and no drool! I cautiously kissed the children goodbye without any *little* hands on my boobs for once and thus began my ultra date!

We went shopping at a very fancy little outdoor mall.  We never get to go shopping together.  And I actually looked presentable.   If you ever find yourself out of your daily mom wear, this is the time to hit some shops other than the grocery store and Starbucks.  We wandered for 2 hours in and out of stores we can’t afford and then I saw it.  The sunglass store was going out of business.  Yeah, I hate to see stores not make it but this was a #wahoo moment for me.  50% off.  We went in.  I saw, I tried on, I flirted and I walked out of there with a shiny new pair of shades!

Then we walked in a giant store devoted to paper called Paper Source.  Ross knew that I was in heaven.  This is the kind of store you could never take small children in.  The walls are filled with gorgeous sheets of Japanese paper the children could (and would) rip.  There are journals and notebooks and calendars that are more lovely than the art on my walls.  I am going to frame some of these papers because they are THAT beautiful.  Then I noticed a bookshelf full of books on typography and graphic design and paper art.  It felt like it was a store made for me.  I could have plopped down right there with a glass of wine and been in heaven.  Ross knew how happy this place made me bought me Graphic Design for Non-Designers and a little journal to record my own memories for my children.

It was great to think a little outside the traditional date box and do something quite normal but so rare with small children.  Before kids this little trip could have been a regular Saturday afternoon, but it was special for us.

We wandered into the Dean & Deluca Wine Bar for a drink and my favorite food, cheese.  We did not talk about the kids.  We did talk about how cool it was that there was a driver waiting outside and that we could have 2 glasses of wine if we so chose.  What luxury eh?  We also talked about toilet paper…a lot.  More on the state of our tushies in a bit.

We joined our driver for the ride to dinner.  We have not been alone in a car with a chauffeur since after our wedding.  It’s just too bad there was no divider in the town car.  Let’s be honest though, it might still take more than a glass of wine for me to get busy in a car while moving.  Just saying.  I tried to get a pic of us in the car but  Ross fancies himself somewhat of a celebrity and sometimes gets annoyed by my sometimes paparazzi like camera wielding.  Sheesh I’m a blogger honey…this is what I do.

We had dinner inside Charlotte’s new Mint Museum at a new restaurant called Halcyon.  It is a lovely restaurant that features local artisinal farms, dairies and wineries.  Their ingredients are so fresh that when I asked if they had sorbet (my favorite dessert) they responded that they would but they do not have a freezer.  That is how fresh everything is!  The restaurant was just my style, with tree branches on the ceiling and dining tables made out of full lacquered rings of trees.  It is truly exquisite and yet very simple.

We talked about our life together.  We laughed.  We reminisced.  We had fun with just each other.  We rarely get out when it is not for a birthday or an anniversary or some other party so this was just about us.  We need to do this more often.

After dinner walked outside to find a blacksmith artist demonstrating her trade on the balcony of the museum.  I am always impressed by artists and love anything made with our hands and our skills.  And this time Ross was relieved because usually when I see things like this I want to rush out and try it.  Hot smoldering iron…not so much.

Finally we made our way to the bar in the bottom of the bank we used to work in.  Hey – we had a driver!  It was nice to be in a quiet place and for me, it had been a long time since I had been there.  It brought me right back to my new life, my marriage, and my kids.  I said goodbye to banking and hello to motherhood and blogging years ago.  I still miss it, but I would not trade what I have for the world.

After a little footsie we got back in the car to head home.  Home to our kids and our bed and the most fantastic toilet paper ever.

You see, Cottonelle sent us on this Ultra Date as part of their Ultra Switch Campaign.  They sent us on a date and they sent us a huge pack of Ultra Toilet Paper.  Cottonelle has partnered with Patti Stanger, star of Millionaire Matchmaker, to share her top tips on making little switches that can make a big difference in a relationship.  I loved all the tips and this Ultra Date falls into the “Get Out” category.  We needed to get away from the house and kids and really, this little big date made a big difference.

However…I giggled when I read that Cottonelle wants us to make the Ultra Switch to their Ultra bath tissue.  Does toilet paper matter that much?   I laughed until I put the toilet paper in our bathrooms.  Just over a year ago, I thought I saw this great deal on Amazon and bought a butt load (hehe) of really chap toilet paper.  I was in a hurry and was due to have baby Violet and the reviews were great.  It had 4 stars.  Unfortunately most of the reviews were from people with RV’s looking for the easiest flushing toilet paper around.  I didn’t see that part.  I swear to you for a year we have been wiping with the worst stuff out there.    When the Cottonelle package came, I put the rolls in all 3 bathrooms and we all noticed the difference.  Sophia said it was fluffy.  Miles said it didn’t hurt his nose or his bottom.  Ross mumbled something about “finally” and “it’s about time”.  I suppose that with a man and children in the house we spend more time than most in the loo.  Well, this toilet paper makes it better.  This may be T.M.I. but it’s the truth.  This toilet paper rocks.

Ross came home the next day with a huge package of Cottonelle Ultra.  It is the thickest double roll in the aisle and he (so we) are now committed.

So, we tried something new with date night and we tried something new in the bathroom and both turned out to be hugely successful!  So you see, I love my husband but the chauffeur and the toilet paper, well, I love them too.

Cottonelle is giving away a prize every day for 90 days to help you make little switches.  The average value of each prize is over $200!  Check out packages of Cottonelle Ultra or go to Cottonelle Ultra Switch to enter.  You can also find bonus entries on the Cottonelle Facebook Page.

Giveaway

You can also win a 3 month (4 – 12 Packs) supply of the Cottonelle Toilet Paper we all love!  That’s right – pamper your posterior right here!  Just leave a comment telling me one switch you want to make and hey – if you want to make me laugh, tell me a toilet paper story.  That’s not mandatory but I would just love it.  Good luck!  I will randomly choose a winner on April 13, 2011.

Disclaimer:  Cottonelle sent me and the hub on this fabulous date and provided both a driver and the moolah to do it.  We are so grateful.  My opinions on the toilet paper are all my own…and those of the tushes in my family.

We do not use condoms.

My husband had left minutes earlier for a work meeting. 

I trust Ross completely but standing by the door with an open pack of Trojan’s in my hand I wondered…is this how women find out?  Is there an immediate feeling of knowledge?   Do husband’s leave their wives and children in a hotel room and go find some action on the side?  Are there women who wouldn’t say anything, afraid to rock the marriage boat?  Just thinking about these questions made me sick.  I know women who have had that fear be real.  I know women who married cheaters.  I hate cheaters. 

I spent time pondering these questions and then I snapped back to my own reality.  Whose condoms was I holding? Where is the missing condom?  How the hell did it get in my grocery bag?  Was I being naive to trust my husband without hesitation?

The facts:

We are in Orlando because my husband has a conference.  When we found out the conference was here we jumped on the Disney opportunity.  The free hotel called us to the mouse.   Happy family vacation.

Ross travels a lot and never before have we accompanied him. 

Ross has a bunch of meetings and shmoozing to do so my in-laws came down to help.  You know, three kids in a park and one gets lost…I needed help.

My in-laws brought some groceries in for us since they have a car.  I did not see if anyone touched the grocery bag  after they dropped it off.

Having  3 kids so close together does affect the sex life.  We have a lot of little people to juggle at all hours of the night.  I’m just saying, sometimes it is hard to be alone.  And we don’t do it in front of the kids you know?

My in-laws think they are funny, but they would never think to buy condoms as a joke.

There is no way my in-laws still need condoms.

Basically we are so in love but overly busy and underly sexed and we don’t get to see each other a lot of the time.

So the minute he came in I asked him.  He thought I was kidding.  I told him to look in the bag.  He asked why his parents brought condoms.  I decided to just tell him I wondered a lot more than that and see what happened.  It was all very much less dramatic than I imagined as he laughed hysterically.  I laughed too.  After a little talk we went to bed.  I am so glad I can trust my husband.

The case of the missing condom (and the two that remained) was still open.

Today Ross went to his conference and I went to Animal Kingdom with the kids and the in-laws.

After a very long day I was sitting at dinner with my father in law and my kids and I thought about the missing condom again.  So, exhausted and no longer thinking straight I said…

“Jo, did you put a partially used package of condoms in our grocery bag?”

He laughed and asked if I liked them.  Yes, my father-in-law found it funny to plant the condoms in our grocery bag.  Yes, I talked to my father-in-law about condoms for the first time (and may it be the last).  We laughed and I asked where he got the condoms.

He told me he found them in the hotel room drawer and thought it would be funny to give them to us.  Yuck.

All that deep thought and the mystery was all some horny couple at Disney who found themselves too tired at the end of the day to use the whole pack.  Now that I can totally relate to.  I’m impressed they used one at all.

Every week millions of moms tune in to watch The Bachelor despite the fact that the whole concept is a little strange and it makes us a little nauseous to watch one gentleman make out with a dozen girls and have a counselor that says that it’s cool.   Personally, I get why the Bachelorettes cry all the time.  If I believed that my boyfriend was parading around town with other girls and slipping them the tongue, I would be pretty pissed.  I don’t really understand how they fall in love with all those other chicks around actually, but that’s just me.  It is very entertaining, I just feel really bad for all those girls (except the mean one, she actually scares me).

One of best things about The Bachelor is the dates.  The once in a lifetime romantic nights, the never in a million years adventures, and the luxurious surroundings make this married lady drool.  It’s awesome that these single ladies have such wonderful dates with their potential prince.  I think it is probably quite a different story once they are off the show and back to real life, but on those nights…anyone could feel like they were falling in love.

You know who really needs to remember falling in love?  A date like this could be life changing for some of us couples with kids.  See – look how happy Ross and I would be in the Hollywood Bowl dancing and listening to Train sing Marry Me.  I could use a night of jewels and gowns and romance!

What I would like to see is real relationships getting that chance at another night of romance.  I would tune in every week to see a real couple have the date of their dreams.  I would never miss the chance to see the actual relationship flames rekindled.  This would inspire me and remind me that all that romance is still here.  Seriously, having a bunch of kids makes it hard to see the sexy sometimes.  I believe people would watch.  Like Extreme Makeover, this is the ultimate in dates for a real couple who needs it.  Guess what, there are millions of those couples out there.  I am not the only one.  Everyone loves a good romance whether they are living it or watching it.

You could start off by letting us get to know the couple and learn why they need this fantastic night.   It does not have to be the most dramatic reason in the world.  No one needs to be dying.  No one needs to be home from war.  I am totally cool watching normal couples.  I know that once the kids come the dates get fewer and fewer.  There is very little time to be alone.  Money is put away for camps and ballet and college and not spent on cocktail dresses and nice restaurants.  For me, when we do go out it is always to celebrate a friend’s birthday or anniversary or support a charitable cause.  All of those things are wonderful, but most couples need a night to focus on them.  It is sometimes hard, day by day, to find that spark that brought you together and made those babies!  Parents everywhere would identify with the couples and the need for that special night!

After we learn what the couple would just love….we watch them get it.  Romance, Adventure, Relaxation, History…it’s the date of a lifetime.  No kids, no jobs, no cell phones, no wondering if they can afford it.  Just a little bit of fantasy and the time to rediscover love.  Then I think we could see them returning to their kids and all the hugs and kisses because guess what, parents love their kids so much that even during a fantasy date – they are thinking of them. 

All in all it could work!

I think it is simple, watchable, and a real tear jerker.  I would be crying…I can guarantee it.

By the way, if you ever do produce a show like this, I would be happy to volunteer as the first couple.  Or take a cut of the earnings, with which I could send myself on my own fantasy date. 

I do have online backup so at some point I will be able to recover what is lost, but it can take time.  Yes, I have lost a computer and all of it’s contents before.

The only pictures I have on this computer are old…and they brought me back.

There are years of pictures – all before I had kids.

There are pictures of me and Ross gallivanting around the globe, thinking only about each other and our itinerary for the day.  I must say, as much as I totally adore my kids and my life, I could so go back for just a few days and re-live that not a care in the world feeling.

We honeymooned in Bermuda at a lovely resort that does not allow children.  Here we are, childless DINKS (Dual Income No Kids), enjoying the nightly pre-dinner cocktail hour where they served Rum  Swizzles.   Yum.  Again, there were no children.  We didn’t even know what a luxury this was.

If you are wondering, I never used to smile with my mouth open (unless very drunk – see below) because I hated my teeth before invisalign.  Believe me though, I am really happy.  And really sun-burnt.  I read 10 books in 8 days sitting under an umbrella and it was absolute bliss. None of those books were about Dora or dinosaurs or Fancy Nancy.  They were grown up books.  Some of them had sex and romance in them…and maybe one from the airport had both those and a pirate.  Yum.

We really need another honeymoon.  We need a break for us.  It would be good for our marriage and for ourselves and really, good for the kids. 

I don’t know when this vacation will be but I think I am going to print out a couple of old pictures and tack them up in my office to remind myself to make time for myself and my husband.

It may not be Bermuda but maybe a big date night or a night in a hotel or just a couple of hours away.  It’s too easy for me to let myself and my marriage come after the kids.  That is not right.  I have to be okay and we have to be okay for our family to be okay.

These pictures will also make me start planning our next real vacation – without the kids.

It will be tough though.  Planning to be away from 3 kids is no easy feat.

No longer can we jet off with 2 days notice on an e-saver to Belgium and get completely tanked with a bunch of Scots who yelled “Kilt’s Up” and then showed the world their man parts in the freezing cold and then we all wandered the streets singing.  It’s too bad too – that trip was so.much.fun.

Please tell me you can get away?  With Violet attached to my boob it will be awhile for me.  Can I live vicariously through you? Tell me how you make time after kids!

Anyway, tonight the wonderful Janice came at 4 p.m.  All the kids were wide awake and ready for 4 hours of play until bedtime.  I got tired just thinking about it.  I kissed them all and walked out of the house thinking I don’t have to do playtime, dinner, playtime, jammies, teeth brushing, books or betime.  I love alll these things but a break was more than needed. 

We got to see The Social Network, spend a moment wishing we were 26 year old billionaires, have dinner at a fabuluous restaurant and top of the evening with a beer at our neighborhood pub.

4 hours.  A date.  With zero wasted hours. It was early but perfect.

We came home.  I nursed Violet and she fell asleep in my arms.  I put her to bed without a wimper. Not a peep people!

You would think that now might be romance time.

That would be great but as it turns out this whole early date was due to Ross requesting attendance at dice night at a friend’s house at 8:30.  Not so romantic but hey…it taught us the perfect time to have date, just the two of us.

And that is worth him leaving me to roll dice with some dudes and possibly lose our money.

This time.

Now we see the beauty of this arrangement and next time if he requests a post date hall pass, I will just say “No Dice”.

I’m the wife.  I get to do that.