I admit it, I've got the post vacation blues. The re-entry into real life this week has been a bit difficult. No energy for chores, no motivation to leave my house, still no food in our refrigerator. Hopefully this week will be better.
Yesterday Tony told me he has been checking my blog everyday, waiting for a new entry. Cole and Rach keep telling me I need to blog about different things that are going on...but strangely, I have no words. I can't remember the last time I have been in such a fog.
We did have a wonderful and very relaxing vacation. We are used to spending Easter with my entire family, but this year it was just our little family of five, plus my mom. Quiet, but oh, so nice to have so much quality time together.
Some of the best parts of our week:
- Rachel received a phone call from her friend telling her that she had won the class election and is now the Class President. Yeah Rach!
- Tony's sister FINALLY had her baby...sweet little Laura Jane.
- The smell of citrus blossoms in the air.
- 90 degrees, blue skies, green grass and spring blossoms at every turn.
- Our niece Haylee being selected as a principal dancer for Disney's High School Musical 3. 1000 were invited to try out, only eight made the cut! We are so proud. Can't wait to see her on the big screen.
- Green Shamrock shakes from McDonalds on St. Patty's day.
- 2 awesome books read poolside
- Waffles, Whip cream and Fresh Strawberries.
- California Pizza Kitchen: 3 Times
- Sweet Corn Tamales
- Friends in town to join us for Easter Dinner
- Miles' first Easter Egg Hunt
- Money filled eggs from Grandma and new snugly pillows
- Shorts and Sandals
- Being outside all day, every day.
- Pedicures with Grandma
- Cole golfing with his Dad.
- Cole saving Miles from a near drowning.
There were a few bad things that happened, however:
- Breaking my foot trying to rescue Miles from his near drowning.
- Mom having to fly home a day early. Yuck!
- Rachel scraping up her face, mouth and arms trying to do back-walkovers into the pool.
It seems that no matter how often I spend time in Palm Desert, I am always anxious to return. Lazy, unscheduled days, spent enjoying my kids and laughing with Tony. Many meaningful conversations with my mom and enjoying her taking such good care of me. What's not to love?