3/24/08








All the chicks are asleep in their beds. I did a record 37,000 loads of laundry today. The house is sparkling clean (neurotic--I know, since I'm leaving them for 3 days with Nana!), the pantry is bursting with goodies (food therapy for them) and I am quite exhausted. I just need to pack--shorts, t-shirts and flip flops... my kind of trip--and I can crawl into bed and lie there nervously, anxiously glancing at the clock, counting down the hours till I board a death tube with wings and separate myself from my kids by hundreds and hundreds of miles. Jolly good fun!


Once I get there, I know I will be fine. I can't wait to take a nap and feel the warm air on my skin. Toodles.

5 comments:

Fenridal said...
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Mrs. Baker said...

Oh how we are soul sisters....

I know how you feel.....oh how I know how you feel. This is what I always hang on to....

More people are killed each year by donkeys than planes....I know it seems impossible....it goes against every grain in your body...but planes simply do not crash.

Cheers....have a cocktail! I will be thinking about you.

Orrange said...

have so much fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!

jayme said...

Have a fantastic, restorative, romantical, relaxing, fun, and memorable trip!

Mama Papaya said...

Have a fabulous time and don't you worry. They will have everything unclean and unwashed when you return.