I've returned from my vacation. There is no escaping reality. It took a mere 23 minutes after my arrival home for me to lose all sense of the peace and joy I discovered during my time away.
I am exhausted from all my peace and joy so I'm going to make this brief.
Vegas (though surprisingly icky and large chested) was amazing.
My time with my friends is something that I cherish beyond words. They are three phenomenal women that I love, respect, and truly miss the moment I am away from them. I can't imagine how I am so blessed to have them in my life. If I were feeling more witty I would have worked a cheesy song about friendship into this paragraph, or perhaps a poem from summer camp, I'm feeling that sappy.
I miss my girls.
I lost all sense of reality and self control as you can clearly see in the photo below.
I ordered and consumed a cinnamon roll at 6 pm...with a large milk.
It felt so good to be wild.
It also felt good to feel comforted by the fact that I had a fantastic husband and wonderful friends caring for my children. I was humbled by, and so very grateful for, the way my friends stepped up to take shifts caring for my kids when Alex couldn't get one day off work.
They cleaned my house up people. Laundry was folded. I am insanely fortunate.
I also was feeling like Alex was taking a truly active role, engaging the kids and really stepping up.
I felt especially moved when I saw the Brain Quest workbook out and Aiden's efforts to write "B" words from the things around him in the room. Alex was teaching!
Really Alex? You think 'beer' will be on a spelling test in kindergarten, or first grade?
I promise to write more about all my feelings and emotions about the trip tomorrow. As of right now I have to go to sleep. I can't live the bake-goods-in-the-afternoon lifestyle for days on end people, it is time for some rest.
Vegas is hard work.
Life is good.