Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Crazy Happy
We're HOME!!!!! And if that's not enough, the "Upcoming Travel" folder is EMPTY! (and of course we have a folder labeled that, doesn't everyone?)
Time with our kids was wonderful, and nobody cried when we hugged goodbye. After eleven days I think we were all ready to re-enter real life. Within hours of us leaving, daughter Sarah reinvented the wheel at her house. After telling myself that eating a Whopper Jr. at 10 am was normal breakfast food, both flights were uneventful, if you don't count patting me down for setting off the metal thing and getting growled at for having too many liquids. I knitted from Texas to Chicago and on to Pittsburgh and got half a stocking hat finished for a blue-eyed six year old's Christmas package. (Which means - be still my heart - Sarah taught me how to knit in n the round while I was in Texas! My crafty soul is doing backflips over this!)
After landing, DH and I kept up tradition and stopped for a quiet spaghetti dinner with a glass of zinfandel, and the best part of the meal was the quiet.
Home - suitcases are unpacked. The mail is sorted and 99% of it tossed, the little remaining pieces put into the bill folder, or a stack to be read over coffee later this week. The marker board is covered with "Go", "Call" and "Do" which includes making lasagna for the Best Neighbors In The World who we fully intend to talk into moving to Texas with us someday, for caring for our pets while we were gone, which included coming over in pjs in the pouring rain, taking the call when the alarm went off and the security people phoned, teaching the puppy to do stairs, taking out our trash and turning lights on and off so our house would look lived in, although two minutes into the front door and the wet pet smell would have convinced anyone the place was occupied, and not leaving me a note to tell me that Miah the cat left her business on the laundry room floor more than once to make her feelings about lengthy travel known to all. Then it's off to the library for books that are waiting, other miscellaneous errands, several fun get-togethers this week with friends here and there, and finally decorating the house for Christmas, which I came home to realize I'm all excited about.
There's coffee first thing tomorrow morning with Leslie and Landon, because I told her she may have gotten even prettier or he may be more cute than he was eleven days ago, so I need to see them. We walked into our doggy smelling house to a little poinsetta, card and welcome home sign on our counter, that they'd left a few hours earlier to meet us.
And if all this wasn't enough, I get to sleep in M.Y. O.W.N. B.E.D.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm crazy happy, just being back home is more than enough. (Although a little mop water with peppermint essence wouldn't hurt. anything.)
Time with our kids was wonderful, and nobody cried when we hugged goodbye. After eleven days I think we were all ready to re-enter real life. Within hours of us leaving, daughter Sarah reinvented the wheel at her house. After telling myself that eating a Whopper Jr. at 10 am was normal breakfast food, both flights were uneventful, if you don't count patting me down for setting off the metal thing and getting growled at for having too many liquids. I knitted from Texas to Chicago and on to Pittsburgh and got half a stocking hat finished for a blue-eyed six year old's Christmas package. (Which means - be still my heart - Sarah taught me how to knit in n the round while I was in Texas! My crafty soul is doing backflips over this!)
After landing, DH and I kept up tradition and stopped for a quiet spaghetti dinner with a glass of zinfandel, and the best part of the meal was the quiet.
Home - suitcases are unpacked. The mail is sorted and 99% of it tossed, the little remaining pieces put into the bill folder, or a stack to be read over coffee later this week. The marker board is covered with "Go", "Call" and "Do" which includes making lasagna for the Best Neighbors In The World who we fully intend to talk into moving to Texas with us someday, for caring for our pets while we were gone, which included coming over in pjs in the pouring rain, taking the call when the alarm went off and the security people phoned, teaching the puppy to do stairs, taking out our trash and turning lights on and off so our house would look lived in, although two minutes into the front door and the wet pet smell would have convinced anyone the place was occupied, and not leaving me a note to tell me that Miah the cat left her business on the laundry room floor more than once to make her feelings about lengthy travel known to all. Then it's off to the library for books that are waiting, other miscellaneous errands, several fun get-togethers this week with friends here and there, and finally decorating the house for Christmas, which I came home to realize I'm all excited about.
There's coffee first thing tomorrow morning with Leslie and Landon, because I told her she may have gotten even prettier or he may be more cute than he was eleven days ago, so I need to see them. We walked into our doggy smelling house to a little poinsetta, card and welcome home sign on our counter, that they'd left a few hours earlier to meet us.
And if all this wasn't enough, I get to sleep in M.Y. O.W.N. B.E.D.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm crazy happy, just being back home is more than enough. (Although a little mop water with peppermint essence wouldn't hurt. anything.)
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