Moms night out ideas; What Happens when, Mom gets away

Moms night out ideas can be expansive. For me, it has never happened in the history of Abby girl or 3.5 years. Mom got away for a totally overnight and it was amazing. What did I do on this overnight? There are so many things a mom can do. See what I did on mine! Perhaps you will feel inspired.

First, I staged a mom takeover of all the social media outlets Abby Girl is on for mom’s night away. It wasn’t a huge takeover. But, a takeover none the less. I’m a social media geek so of course my first move would be of social media related. Then things started rolling and my escape approaching.

Preparations for mom’s night away-

The prep started earlier that day as I dragged Abby through Kohl’s. For such a special occasion, a mom needs a real bra. Not a stretched out sports bra. Mom’s night deserved perky boobs. A mom also needs not-yoga pants. I recently destroyed my jeans somehow (the washer monster ate them) so I needed a new pair. Then, I squeezed myself into a pair of trendy ones with holes. I was going to get a shirt too. However, everything looked ugly.

I came home with an hour to spare and showered and then put on real makeup and jewelry. Also, when I arrived at my house. two boxes sat on my front step stuffed with Sephora . It was like Christmas for my face. Brian, my husband, actually asked what was up with all the glitter on my face. I sarcastically, told him I was going out stripping because there is such a calling for mom bodied strippers in their late 30s.

The Long Drive-

I then drove out of freak snow and ice storm toward my brother’s house in Connecticut (yes, it’s April). I hit some lovely Friday traffic before exiting the freeway. So I just continued to blast my music at an almost teenage level volume because there were no little ears in the car. I also began to miss my yoga pants and ugly drawstring homeless hippie pants as my button on my jeans dug into my stomach. I ended up having to release the button.

When I turned on route 7, I noticed that all the traffic had drained my gas tank. It was now raining fairly hard and GPS took me over the river and through the woods for over twenty five miles turning about every 3/4 of a mile onto winding roads. In those twenty five plus miles, I only passed a couple very vintage looking gas pumps where they didn’t even have a swipey reader for your card. I was not stopping in the pouring rain for that and the prices were stupid expensive. Where were my decent gas stations? Luckily, I made it my brother’s with twenty miles left in my tank. Winner.

Arrival-

At my brother’s house, I was greeted by his large dog, Silo, who tried to take my heels right off my feet. Luckily, the battle to keep my heels on didn’t last too long as soon after arrival, my brother then took me to his girlfriend’s house.

At her apartment, I quickly discovered my non-mom jeans were not stair friendly. Going both up and down them, I couldn’t really bend my legs. I walked kind of sideways like a cowboy at the OK corral down the stairs holding the railing. We were there for a bit before her sister took us to the restaurant.

Gironomo Tequila Bar & Southwest Grill, Fairfield, CT

We went to Gironomo Tequila Bar & Southwest Grill. Now, when I think Tequilla, my mind flashes to that bar scene with Pee Wee Herman. Gironomo is nothing like that and no, spoiler alert, I did not get drunk and do the tequila dance on their bar.

When we first walked in, it was very loud and crowded as it was a Friday night. I would actually be concerned if it wasn’t because to me, loud and crowded, means popular. There was a miscommunication as Danielle, thought she had the party room reserved upstairs. I here awesome rumors about the upstairs and we were a little sad to hear that we were going into the dining area with her ten friends, instead. I’m very curious of the scorpion table and dancing that is upstairs. So, I will have to wait for another visit to see the elusive table. Dancing I can do anywhere and trust me I do.

The Food-

We were seated and her friends slowly filtered in and sat down. I started with a Margarita and fresh Guacamole that is prepared right at the table. We requested less salt and it still was fairly salty. But, I like salt. So that’s alright for me. I’m also not a huge tequila person. I know. I’m at a tequila bar and I usually don’t do tequila. There are many other cool drink options FYI. But, I had to go for the tequila. It is my blogger duty. I really liked it and had two.

I also tried the wings and loved the flavor and fact that they weren’t slimy. Recently, I had wings that were covered in sauce and under-cooked elsewhere. These, were the total opposite. I also ate the small elk chilly and the small is the perfect size for one. I couldn’t even get through it! Very tasty. The cheesecake is also really good. We didn’t like the crunchy little balls on top. I’m not sure what those are exactly, as I’m not a culinary expert. I’m the one that has burned water. I also have to note, their attention to detail right down to the tiny cactus on the plate. We think it was cornbread.

After a couple hours, and me taking lots of pictures and a couple random bathroom selfies, we paid the bill and left.

To Little Pub (still in Fairfield, CT)

Back at Danielle’s house, we waited for my brother and decided to go to Little Pub. It now, was after my mom bedtime and the night was still young. I kept asking where the mechanical bulls and dive bars were hiding. FYI Fairfield, CT, is a fancy place and you have to travel over to Bridgeport, for a more colorful bar scene.

The little pub is a mix of mostly couples and business people. It’s your typical cozy neighborhood bar. My brother and his girlfriend convinced me to keep the tequila theme going and do a shot. I didn’t bite the lime and spewed my tequila. I felt like I was being choked to death.

The second shot, I did bite the lime and managed a whole half a shot, no spewing. Go mom. I then did the other half a shot a little later. I also drank a rum and coke. Gone are the college days where bars would bring us trays of shots.

Sadly, my phone started to die and I couldn’t find an outlet. So, not too many pictures of Little Pub. I also stole one of my brother’s quesadillas. I was keeping the Mexican theme going too. After drinks and a few drunken texts to my lovely friends, we went back to my brother’s house.

Then back to my brother’s house …

At his house, they asked if I wanted anymore shots. I just couldn’t. I’m out of practice. Mom life does that to you. I tried an IPA and it is nasty. I drank a little and just couldn’t do anymore.

We watched an episode of Sons of Anarchy. I kept expecting Elmo to pop up or something. I’m not used to shows that aren’t child friendly. Seriously, can you picture Elmo in Son of Anarchy? I dare you to do it. I then went to the pink spare room and passed out very quickly.

The Morning After-

I stumbled out of bed and about an hour later started my journey home. I am pleasantly, surprised that besides being a little dehydrated leading to a headache, I really didn’t have a bad hangover. Though my pinky finger has been twitching since I woke up. Weird. My finger is hung over.

I did however, go on a bagel and bacon quest as I crave large portions of bacon after a night of drinking. FYI I found a place and won’t even mention it. They are very nice, but they put my bacon on my bagel. Gross. Then they took it off and the portion was so small and I ordered a double!

I eventually, made it home and my daughter was very happy to see me. Thus ending my mom takeover of Adventures of Abby Girl.

Final Thoughts-

Every mom needs some alone time. You can “go to the store” for that item you need and take longer than needed. Scroll through your phone or listen to crazy music too loud. You find a quiet spot in house. Good luck with tiny ones around. Take a class. Library has free options sometimes. I’m starting yoga. I’ve taken a burlesque class and line dancing lesson with a friend!

Go for a night out on town if you can. A couple years ago, I went to the rodeo with a friend and got hit on by the rodeo clown. Yes, I know.

You even go on a, dare I say it, date with your man. Keep things spicey. Just the other night, we went for appetizers at the local pizzeria together.

What are somethings mom’s do when they have a chance to escape? Feel free to comment! I might just feature your comments in my next solo adventure blog post and takeover.

 

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