Rainbows and sunshine.

I’m burning cds right now for the possibility of a car ride. I am no longer positive I will be spending 20+ hours in the car with my little brother. Car difficulties. Details to be determined. I have a one way ticket to Orlando on Saturday morning. I still plan on going, I still plan on escaping my work life for a few days, but all the fun day to dayness will have to be flexible.

It is already decided that Savannah MUST stay on the trip itinerary. Biloxi can go. New Orleans can go. Grandparents stop must happen if there is a car ride. But Savannah must happen. I have grown excited and am in awe of the charm of the city. I need to see it. Paula Deen must make me a meal and I need to run into Ruby on a street corner.

So cross your fingers that my trip turns out to be exactly what I need and not a reminder that cars are the worst investment in our lives.

I sound semi prepared for something.

Mike and I just finished our road trip brainstorming session. I’m flying out to Orlando on Saturday to pack my brother up and take a week to drive from Orlando to San Antonio. I haven’t been off an entire week since this time last year and I need to escape. I desperately miss summer and holiday vacations and think my mental health is deteriorating without these breaks. I have high hopes for this trip. I hope to bond with my brother, who I haven’t spent this much time with since we lived in the same house. I hope to bond with my grandparents a little. I hope to get a tan and to RELAX.

The line up right now looks like this:
Saturday: Arrive in Orlando. Michael is organizing a community garage sale. We’ll pack up whatever is left. That night we will go see Pete Yorn at the House of Blues and go out with his friends for a last hoorah.
Sunday: Start the driving. Stop in St. Augustine. Remark that it is the oldest city in America. Sit by the beach. Drive to Savannah.
Monday & Tuesday: Stay in Savannah. Details to come. Rent bikes on a tiny island? Eat at Paula Deen’s restaurant? Go on a ghost tour? Go on a swamp boat tour? More details to come here.
Wednesday: Drive 8 hours and land at grandparents home.
Thursday: Bond with grandparents.
Friday: Drive over to Biloxi. We were planning on staying here at our dear dear Martin’s Lake, but if you stay a weekend you have to stay 2 nights, and that was a little too much. Now we will ride paddle boats swim around and rinse off in the communal shower area before or after eating at a casino buffet. I heard Boomtown was no more, which is slightly upsetting. But we will drive by one, feel nostalgic about it and choose it. Then we will play black jack because we never could when we lived there. Then we will drive to New Orleans.
Saturday: Spend the day in New Orleans walking around and buy art and sno-cones and margaritas.
Sunday: Head on home. Not sure if we’ll make it all the way back to San Antonio or just Houston. So between a 6 to 9 hour car day. I need to get some music together and possibly a book on tape we would both enjoy.
I’m excited.
P.S. Does anyone want to take me to the airport on Saturday morning?

Sandra has that baby.

Christian has learned in two days of life how to pick his nose already. At least he’s gotten fairly close to the concept. I can’t even grasp that this child was in Sandra’s stomach yesterday. He is here.
Christine was really nervous, but look how good she is! Everyone who holds the baby beams, it is just how it works. He is a magical baby that makes you smile.


Sandra refused to be photographed, but she still looked amazing. Sandra is one of the most naturally beautiful people I know. After a day of laying in bed and having a child, she still would have looked better in a photo than Christine, Leah and myself just after a day of regular work. I am wildly impressed with Sandra’s calm demeanor (she got a shot while we were there and acted like it was no big thing) and the grace in which she handles any situation. I can just imagine the nutcase I would be if I have a kiddo. I couldn’t be happier for Sandra, Cody and Devin to have Christian in their lives. The are a precious little family now and I’m glad to know them.

P.S. Babies make you want to take 5000 pictures. I have many more where this came from.

Yard ART> cool right?

Yard art needs to be cool and I need a yard. Everyone needs a giant metal lion/elephant/giraffe/cow/rhino in their front yard. I bet people with yard art are very happy people. They choose to convey their fun demeanor through yard decorations. No longer will I mock a home with festive front yard statues, it has come to my attention that these people have the right idea. YARD ART IS WHERE IT IS AT.

P.S. Christine and I went to the Art festival in Memorial Park. There were interesting people and interesting things. And lines.

Last day.

Today is my last day in New York and my last day off from work for awhile. This is the third time I’ve been to NYC in the past year, with JMO coming home, it will probably be my last trip visiting a resident of the city. Any future trips will probably consist of paying for a place to stay. Gross.

This year really more than any before, I haven’t worried incessantly on a trip, thus ruining half of it. I still get concerned about getting lost or not knowing where the nearest restrooms are. But I have become more comfortable with the unknown. I’d like to give partial credit with mellowing out and partial credit JMO. The boy repeatedly tells me that something is not near as big of a deal as I make it out to be. After two years, I think the theory is starting to sink in. Some things are a big deal. A lot of things aren’t. (No more vacation for awhile is a big deal). It may sound silly to someone who does not freak out on a regular basis, but believe me- being calm is wonderful and I like it a lot.

We are about to head out to enjoy the Natural History Museum and today has warmed up to about 40. It should be a fun final day.