Dining with Mr. Leisure Suite and Co.

Okay, before I can explain Mr. Leisure Suite, I have to go back about 15 years ago.

My first child was a son, he was unbelievably amazing to me because up to this point, I didn’t hang with kids. They kinda freaked me out and I thought that I might break one, so me having a child was quite the learning experience to say the least.

Twenty-two months later, to my shock, I had a girl. Shocked because I thought for sure it was a boy, but no, a little girl with a helluva lot more crevices than my boy had.

At 2 years old each child got the opportunity to attend a Mother’s Morning Out (MMO) program at our church, or maybe it was 3, heck I can’t remember . . . and that’s where I met my best friend. She was one of the MMO teachers and it was if we were sisters separated at birth.

She and I hit it off instantly and I was glad of two things: 1. I found a fabulous friend and 2. My daughter was going to have an awesome teacher.

So this began our friendship journey and its a long complicated one . . .

We were both into marriages that we were unhappy in and could confide in each other of these unfortunate situations we found ourselves in. We both had other friends that we hung out with separately and never tried to bring all the friends together, I’m not sure why, we just didn’t.

There were  many months we wouldn’t get to talk to each other because of life but it didn’t matter because we could pick up right where we left off when we got back together. She also had the kind of life I had always dreamed of, a place in the country with just the right amount of land for exploration and horses. Riding her very tall horse was wonderful, though I was such a chicken now that I had kids and was worried I’d die and then my then tyrant husband would raise my poor children without me, thus, in my mind back then, ruining them.

My divorce was first followed by falling in love with the man of my dreams several months later. You see, I had already been divorced in my head, heart, and soul for the last two years of my 16 year marriage. It was the only way to survive it.

Not long after all of this, my sweet friend informed me she was done as well and was divorced several months later.

Well, she had to sell the farm, which was heart-breaking for her, and find another house to move her and her two children into. Well, hello Mr. Leisure Suite broker guy who closed on her loan.

Long story short, they fell in love, she tells me its the first time she’s been in love and I tell her I fell in love with my new husband too and it was my first time being in love at 41, they got married, had a baby, though I’m not sure this was part of the plan but he’s an absolute doll that my daughter loves babysitting, and she also inherited two grown step-daughters, not really grown but in high school and college now. So she and I REALLY get each other, if you know what I mean, blending, its tough!

Well, my sweet husband is a bit shy and reserved. I’ve mentioned that he’s very much an introvert and unfortunately his messy divorce, though long ago, still haunts him and has altered his outgoingness a bit. He’s a bit of a homebody and as we go on 4 years of marriage next summer, it seems to be getting a bit worse each year. Also, we are down two children, one in college, and one deciding she was done living with her primary parent and made the decision to move in with the other. Sigh . . . So, he lost two kids in August and is a bit depressed as you’d imagine.

So, for A LOT of months, my sweet friend has been begging me to get  my homebody husband and I to go out with her and her husband and every time I asked my sweetie, he’d just make weird noises and not commit to anything so . . . I grabbed the bull by the horns and made plans and just told him when and where, he no likey that, but it was done.

In comes Mr. Leisure Suite . . .

Now, my friend has told me bits and pieces about her husband and I’ve met him a couple of times briefly but not enough to get a feel for this delightful fellow.

Well, lets just say, dinner with them was a ball and I found myself delighted by the humor her husband seems to have leaking from every pore plus, he and my husband hit it off as if they’d been friends for ages.

We covered subjects candidly such as boob, butts, genitalia, vasectomies, Alabama football, SEC football, and loads of other stuff. Now, why do I call the guy Mr. Leisure Suite?

In the way that only he can pull off he would explain that he’d have his leisure suite on after his vasectomy holding a cocktail, who says that anymore, and who calls a bathrobe a leasure suite? This is the humor that I mean!

He explained that certain areas of his body after the vasectomy were not their normal size lets just say and he went on to tease that he was able to float better than ever in their pool because of their unusual size. I thought my husband would fall to the floor! I nearly pee’d my pants. He spoke so much of his leisure suite that this has become my name for this jolly little fella.

Thank the Lord above I got my husband to go out because I saw that sparkle in his eye again of someone who was having a good time and its been awhile for my poor man as he is a bit depressed as I mentioned earlier.

Me and my friend have decided that we are all going out once a month because we enjoyed each other so much and well, seeing my husband laugh his ass off was wonderful.

Thank you pushy friend o’ mine, you’re not pushy, you know I’m kidding, for getting my man out into the open and who accidentally had a great time. I love you, girl!

I hope all of you can have a couple like Mr. and Mrs. Leisure Suite, it will do you so much good!

Love y’all!!♥