Whim

I am not spontaneous. I very much have both feet on the ground. Realism. Planning. Lists. This is who I am.

But I have decided. Yes. And I can do these things (after calling my honey, of course). Life is short. I am tired. I miss the gemstone beaches and beautiful sandy dunes. We are going back. Tomorrow.

On a whim, just this morning, I decided that the beach is just the place for us this weekend. We will drive on Friday afternoon, play all day Saturday and Sunday morning, and head back Sunday afternoon. It will be wonderful. I can't wait.

Do you know how sometimes you just need a little something? This is it.

Gun Jumping...

It is Fall! It is October! It is Halloween time!

What? No its not October? But it IS Halloween time. Know how I know? Because the costumes are 50% off and the X-Mas stuff is on display. In fact, according to that, I have missed Halloween.

But, just to share my wondrous consumerism with you today, I wanted to show you the boys costumes. Disney is having a sale with a coupon code (TODAY)more off for today only! Plus, Disney costumes are so well made, Brother plays dress up in his and years later, I get to give them away to smaller folks because they are still in mint condition. Look at these:

For the Jelly Bean:

For the Brother: (per his request, even though he has never even SEEN a movie with this character in it. Go figure.)

And just because it was on sale and Brother LOVES costumes (it will be put back for X-Mas.)

PLUS, I got pumpkin treat bags for Brother's class complete with gummy skeletons, pumpkin-shaped suckers and chocolate eyeballs to stuff them with. Too exciting! AND two reusable fabric treat bags that look like Jack-O-Lanterns for the boys to go trick or treating. In a couple of weeks we should go to the pumpkin patch. I love Fall. Did I mention that?

Skimpy Randomness

This month has been a bit slim on the posting from my end. (Do I hear a bloggy outcry? Nah. I didn't think so.) I will try to have more to say in October.

But oh! Fall is coming. Yesterday was the first day of fall. I love fall. I wish fall actually *happened* in my neck of the woods. Clean crisp air. The scent of decaying leaves. The exhuberant bouquet of color everywhere. Apple time. These are things that really don't exhist where I live, so I like to read about places where it does happen. Tell me. How does fall look in your neck of the woods? Do you have to take "too hot" into account when buying your children's Halloween costumes? When do you don a jacket? We are lucky if jackets are needed one month out of the year.

Also, on a brighter, yet TMI note...I have been reading Jen's fiascos of late. Poor thing! I have a terrible collection of OBs as well. There is Dr. Bitch, Dr. Stupid-as-a-box-of-hair and the redeeming Dr.-that-I-LOVE. A female, baby-delivering Jesus, if you will. But guess what! The luck gods have thrown me a windy burst of fortune and my Dr.-that-I-LOVE went into private practice without the other crazies AND she took the Nurse-Practitioner-that-I-also-LOVE.

*Insert Happy Jig*

Because, do you know that unpleasant office workers and mean/stupid doctors will actually cause me NOT to seek healthcare when needed. Who avoids conflict/unpleasantness? Show of hands? Anyway, so when I received the glorious news that they have purged the nutso folks, I promptly called my husband and told him that we should now, to celebrate, have another baby.

H: MMmm, I am not thinking that is a good reason to have another baby.
M: What are you talking about? This is the PERFECT reason to have another baby.
H: Silence

What?

Stay-at-home Mom

Hey! Guess what?

For one day and one day only, this limited offer has been made. Oh yes! You have been given a sick little baby who will not get up until 8:45 and play for an hour then proceed to sleep all day and therefore you can:

• Watch Will & Grace
• Eat Sugar-Free, Fat-Free Cook and Serve chocolate pudding out of a fancy wine glass
• AND completely shave your legs as you haven't really done a thorough job for weeks!

THEN, my friend, you can catch up on all of your blogs and write a blog post about how this is the life and you wouldn't trade it for anything.

Of course, I know that this is not how it would be if I were home all of the time. And Jelly Bean being sick really does stink (literally as last night I think he blew chunks all over me, Honey, two outfits, my bed, the crib, the carpet, and every towel we own. Is it gross I am *still* finding puddles? Oy.) but he seems to be getting better. At least he is just sleeping and not throwing up.

Anyway, I am glorying in the proverbial 'me time.' Big grins all around. Now I just need a perfectly delicious book to read. A real page turner. Got any suggestions?

Beaches

Hello. I am back. I think I am pretty much caught up on what you folks have been up to while I was gone. Man, were you busy! Surprise pregnancies, new cookie recipes, and I got to read two of Catherine's entries one right after the other (Pinch me.)

Speaking of waking dreams, the beach was beautiful. If it wasn't for the whole horrible global-warming-hurricane-if-you-actually-lived-here-your-property-will-all-be-underwater-before-you-hit-40 thing, I would want to live there so bad. The sand is so fine and white, the dunes look like snow drifts. The water is the most exquisitely beautiful shade of translucent aqua, it feels like you are wading in a gemstone. I love the sound of the ocean and the smell of the salt in the air. I adore the way my boys look like little rosy peaches in the pinky light of the sunset. The sun looks like a magenta orb over the clear water and miniature white horses gallop on the waves. If there were a heaven, I think it would be here.

But. There is a downside to vacations. Like, this one really wasn't a vacation for me a lot of the time, as I was at a conference for work. Good conference, but a good conference in my line of work usually causes sleeping issues. Like there is so much yucky scary stuff in your head, you can't sleep. And then there was Jelly, who thought it would be fun to nurse every 2 hours or 20 minutes, depending on the night. And the loud loud LOUD people in the swanky hotel chortling at the top of their lungs at 3 AM right outside our door, just for funsies.

We were glad to get home. I did wish I could stay. One thing I would love to be able to avoid is the feeling like you never left. Like how you walk in the door to the house and all the displaced responsibilities crash down upon you and it is like you never saw the sandy drifts or smelled the salty air. Like the whole experience was a dream. And now...You are awake.

Chaos

So, last week I was at a conference where the diet I was on that got me back down to a 14-16 fell to pieces and then there was the weekend that was so much more work than real work to get ready for Ian's birthday and did you KNOW that spacewalks weigh more than 300 pounds and the party was awesome; I will tell you more later about it along with how our trip to the conference in Florida went as we are leaving tomorrow and I promise to catch everyone up soon as I am sure you are simply hitting the refresh button constantly just to see what I have to say (not really), oh and aren't run-on sentences fun?

Miss you guys! Be back soon!