"A trip is what you take when you can’t take anymore of what you’ve been taking."
- Adeline Ainsworth
After many months of yearning, no pining for a vacation the husband and I finally packed our bags and hightailed it to Rhode Island to mooch off his parents who rent a beach house there every year. To say that this vacation was needed is an understatement. Kevin and I have both been running on fumes for awhile now and desperately needed a little time to let our minds turn to mush, void of all things work related. Now I know a returning vacationer can a bit annoying with all their positive vibes and tales of relaxation, but you're just gonna have to get over it cause this trip down r and r memory lane is happening.
Me on a dock contemplating whether I'm gonna have a chocolate chip
cookie or a slice of cake for lunch.
This time last year he was just a organism inside his mama's belly. Now he's a full
blown baby, with something of a drinking problem.
Me reading Eat, Pray, Love. I don't usually gravitate towards chick lit, but I needed
a light summer read plus the author writes a lot about food which makes me happy.
The kids tried to catch a crab, but he got away. Next time crab, next time.
Kevin & I took a trip to the aquarium where we got to see a beluga whale and glow in the dark jelly fish. Holla! Then we got to see bus loads of summer camp kids, prompting our quick departure (kids ruin everything).
This in your face vacation wrap up has now concluded. May your resentment for my awesome vacation be overshadowed by your own mind blowing sabbatical.