happy sunday. eat pancakes.
Sunday, March 21, 2010 at 12:18PM
I'm not a breakfast person, let alone a pancake-eater. But Jason is trying to become the drug lord of breakfast foods. Each one is infused with just the right amount of butter and crack. He is truly evil.
The kids were on spring break this week, which means Parent-Guilt was in full force. We decided to pretend like our lives weren't tornadoes for two nights at the new Marriott. For the first day, my head was still stuck in the tornado. The family spun around me trying to have fun, in spite of the chaotic wind and flying lawn chairs. After about a day, I realized that the world wasn't going to spin off it's axis if I took a break.
Then I was able to see the three precious faces that I've been missing so much. And then I realized that my life needs to be about more than work, no matter what kinds of lawn chairs are whirling around.
The best thing about kids is that the simplest things that make them so happy. Who knew that hotels had robes for little people?! And that they could be one of the highlights of the entire stay.
(not sure what was up with the clan hoods though.)
I didn't take the camera to the pool. But they've got a great one, plus a lazy river, a great kiddie area and a couple bigger slides. If you're in town, it's an easy way to feel like you went on vacation. My only complaint is that the room didn't have a MINI BAR (WTF). When I called to ask about it, the lady said that it was because this was a "family" hotel. Which de-coded meant, "We would rather have you pay $29 for a glass delivered from room service".
And I'm putting in one more picture of Doug after we picked him up from the pet hospital "hotel", because I'm sure many of you (especially my family) are placing bets on the fact that he was taken back to Petsmart the next week. NOPE. We have officially become dog-people. Well, at least my family has. I would go so far as to say that I've become Doug-people. He also goes by Douglas Fur, The Dougerrnaut, Douganater, Douggie Houser, Doug-o-rama, Doug The Thug, and Douglas McArthur.
Jason is going to love me for showing his St. Paddy's day swim trunks, along with his straight-from-Dublin legs. Work it, work it.
As of today, the lawn chairs are still blowing around in my head. But I think it's because there are a lot of transitions going on. We're moving everything into a new location. I'm switching from a pc to a mac, which is about to put me over. And I just basically hate change. Which totally guarantees that my blood pressure will never be low. But that's why wine was invented.
I'm going to try to pop in here more. I've missed you internet. And there is so much to catch up on.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend! xo
Reader Comments (21)
Glad you had a great mini-vacay!
Okay.. that first pic is AMAZING. YUM. The kids, gorgeous and WOW fun!
I am SO glad that you took the time to do this! Here's to living life!
xoxo
Thank you for sharing, love hearing about your cute little family, you sure know how to add the relish to life. ;)
Oh the bliss of addiction satisfied.
"Hasta, Dr. Drew! Rehab be damned!"
ps My little girl's name is Maile too!
1 stick butter
1 cup sugar
1 cup heavy whipping cream
1 tsp vanilla
1/2 tsp baking SODA
heat butter, sugar, and cream until just boiling (stiirring continuously); turn heat to low or remove from heat;
immediately add vanilla and baking soda (stir some more);
once you try it, you're hooked....I think it even cures pms.
And I am LOVING my Epiphanie bag. Hasn't left my side & my shoosac is now very lonely in a drawer somewhere.