No choice

Life goes on weather you go with it or not. So I am returning certain things to normal...like this blog and work.

Next week all the normal things are back.

Maternity Monday
little Notes Tuesday
Work'n Wednesday
Yoga Thursdays
Update Friday

I also promise myself to run almost every day. You feel so much better when you get a run in the day. Maybe that is part of the sadness. Next week is going to be better.

woot woot!

Love Tower

(borrowed from 'one charming party')
Is this not oh so cute and yummy looking?

This is my plan for Valentine's Day. I think this would be a cute tradition. Each Valentine's morning to have a tower of mini treats for the day. You could also have mini quiches or muffins and such for breakfast. Oh I am exciting about this new tradition!

Speaking of the V-day. This is what my dream Valentine's would look like...
War would set the table all pretty and such...then cook something yummy...then it would be followed by cheesecake with berries....mmmmmmmmmm

I did not get my dream this year but I did get to pick out very awesome Tazinite earring while in Aruba:) I love them! The are just the right size and an awesome blue color instead of the normal more purple hue. Thank you lovehead!

House Love

I am kind of in love with this look for the stairs. I am wondering if War could be talked into Zebra stairs...hmmm? I really am in love!


Ahhh this would help tremendously with my lack of organization!!

Things that distract me...

http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/chicago/blogging/10-crafty-blogs-we-love-107433

Blogs...I can escape into others worlds and ignore that something is off in mine right now:)

Do I have to?

I don't wanna return to normal...that is truly the end to a vacation! It is when you return to your everyday routine and nothing feels like you just spent fourteen glorious days enjoying sunshine, warmth to your core, and new cultures (i.e food)! I miss the smell of the salt water in the morning. I miss the wonder of what the new day will have in store. I miss the unknowing. The adventure. The life lived to the fullest with out any glimmer of the dark dark days to come.

Is this a normal reaction to returning home from a vacation? I have broke down at least twice is full on sobs...uncontrollable sobbing. I can not explain what caused it but it starts on a whim and will not stop. Poor poor husband. I heard numerous people say that at the end of their vacation they could not wait to get back to the familiar life of home. I dread it. I DREAD IT!! Does this mean my life isn't what it should be? Hmmm.

We are home

the end:(