Yes, yes. I know it’s been a bit of a break. It was a learning curve excursion, complete with a two-year old and pregnant woman. Travel must definitely be adaptable with both of those considerations! It’s a skill I haven’t had to employ for thirty-plus years.
In between naps and parks and eating, we did manage to have family get-togethers and properly celebrate the graduate, our reason for choosing to uproot and fly away. The weather was most cooperative, even keeping the Midwest humidity at bay. Apparently it all stayed here at home, where I am now having to reschedule yard work due to the rains. Thankfully, I did not book the trip to Ireland as I feel I am abiding there.
After arriving home last night, we are once again out of here, this time to visit the Botanic Gardens, where I’m assuming the moisture has resulted in a riotous bloom fest. Then, even eschewing my weekly bridge game, I shall hope to return home and unpack.
As my mother oft said, “There is no rest for the weary.” Hm. It’s too early to nap anyway.