Home Again, Jiggity Jog.

My trip to Utah was lovely…nothing but the open road, my best friend, meals at restaurants, and a ton of good smelling soaps ‘n stuff in my minivan. 5 days all to myself! Well, not really to myself, as I was selling at the Gift Show an average of 9 hours a day. But, when I wasn’t doing that, I was eating sushi, watching TV in a comfy bed while eating Ben and Jerry ice cream (without sharing!), partaking in a continental breakfast buffet that I didn’t have to cook, and doing all manner of girly things one does on a getaway weekend with a best girlfriend!

On Monday, during the 8 hour drive back, the kids kept calling to sing me ‘Happy Birthday’ (I am officially in mid-thirty territory!) and ask when I was getting home. When I drove down my street, I saw them spilling down the driveway–arms open, mouths yelling, legs running–all to welcome me back to the nest. It was the best homecoming I’ve ever had. Of course, I’ve never been away for very long, but that’s beside the point. It was a happy reunion for all of us.

They led me on a scavenger hunt for my presents…”Boogie” for the Wii, and the new Eagles CD (bought entirely by The Golfer, even though he sacraficed most of his savings earmarked for a fighter pilot game). Lots of drawings of stick figures having fun together, and a card on the Wii game that read, “The best presint [sic] for the best Mom!!!!” The piece de resistance was a yummy ice cream birthday cake (the Sassy Princess made sure to point out it was “a chocolate one! Not a ‘Finding Nemo’ one!”) that we finished off today.

Today was back to the regular routine…


…where crazy messes and bunnies dressed like cows are the norm.