I confess... that I would love to take a weekend away to go backpacking with just my husband. I feel like it's been so long since we've had "us" time that it's almost pathetic. FYI, my Greek father-in-law who I love just as dearly as my own parents has lived with us since our first anniversary. Although he takes summer's off to go back to Greece, it's still just not the same. But I wouldn't change it in the world... but I would just ask for a few more "me" and "us" moments.
I confess... that when I promised my son that we could get a dog (note, I said dog, he says puppy), when we move into the new house that it was probably more for me than for him. I really miss having an animal-pet (kid-pets and husband-pets are a plenty) around the house. Now, how to spring it on him that a potty trained younger dog is still a puppy is my next big gig.