I am on my way to Orlando! This year, I am not feeling nervous. Maybe a little excited. Mostly, I am experiencing the peace of going where I belong. I will share some of my Orlando experiences when I get home, but this weekend I will be too busy being to blog.
There is a new post or two on the other blog.
GB’s favorite cousin is 17 year old Danae. So far, they have cooked, ran, played cards, watched “Prom”, did arts and crafts, went for ice cream, shopped for my birthday present, and played dressed up. GB sleeps in Danae’s room, goes to bed when Danae goes to bed, and wakes up when Danae wakes up. While Danae does her college work, GB reads her chapter book to me. Tonight is out to dinner. Tomorrow is soccer. Tomorrow night we have to leave.
The girls have always been close, despite the age difference. Getting Danae all to herself is GB’s idea of heaven on Earth.
You can’t catch me- nobody can. I took GB and ran away from home. We are spending three days at my sister’s in NC. I decided we both needed a break, took her out of school, and went. Education still happened, though. Our plane stopped in the middle of a runway at RDU airport. Twenty minutes later GB got to see Air Force One land and taxi right past us. She was thrilled.
She is relaxed and happy with her cousins and I am happy to be spending time with my sister. We needed this.
I had a great couple of days. Seeing old friends and making a new one (a Trauma Mama, also) was great. We visited The Strong Museum on Friday and it was enjoyable. White wine, homemade nachos, and a big bonfire were just what we needed after the fun at the museum. Time with good friends was just I needed. I feel relaxed and ready for the busy week coming.
The Dad took the girls for a walk across Hudson River on the pedestrian bridge in Poughkeepsie. They had a good time, but sore feet. It seems they didn’t put on socks and sneakers when they were told to. The 3 mile walk in their Crocs left blisters on all four little feet. Maybe they will listen next time.