I am so bad. We went on vacation and I can't get out of "time off" mode.
Our Disneyland trip was a mixed bag. Disneyland was great, my husband's food poisoning wasn't. My husband is a trooper though. He was down only one day (I would probably still be bedridden) and he drove home. Actually, he isn't a trooper, he is strong beyond belief.
Anyway. I know I should be thinking fantasy-like thoughts but I am still indulging in my Mother's Day. Mimosas are a good thing. I went to the gym and ran on the treadmill for 40 minutes precisely because I knew I was going to indulge myself something awful today. But there just aren't that many guilt free days a year to spoil myself, so I'll take what I can get.
But I do want to thank Stewart and Jon for posting while I was gone. It's nice to know my blog can function without me.
So I'm dipping my toe back in, albeit a bit reluctantly. Laziness begets laziness doesn't it? But I will have to be up early to take the kids to school in the morning, so my vacation time will be at an official end. No more excuses. I must force my brain to work despite it's natural inclinations.
But I have half an hour of Mother's Day left.
I think I'll go have some strawberry shortcake.