Jan
27
So, we’re getting ready for a little vacation this week. We are, as usual, overpacking.
BDH and I are sharing a suitcase, and that includes my CPAP. But let me tell you, That Baby’s gear? Takes up a WHOLE suitcase and then some. If it’s not a snowsuit and boots and toys and blankies and loveys and bottles taking up a billion space, then it’s the fact that kids this age can go through 2 and 3 outfits in a day, what with the peeing and the explosive pooping and the “oops-lookit-that-if-you-tip-a-bowl-of-yogurt-over-it-DOES-run-out-all-over-you”-ness. So you have to pack for that eventuality, too.
What we need is a suitcase that is a TARDIS.
Anyway. We are going to visit That Baby’s Public, Nova Scotia Division. It will be restful. Well, except for the schlepping of luggage and time spent in airports. Oooh, and entertaining a toddler in tight quarters on a hot airplane. AND the fact that BDH can NOT take a vacation without getting sick.
Kidding aside, though, I am really looking forward to being there. It will be nice to get away, and to visit with family. I plan to read, and knit, and sit by a fire. AND WATCH A GIANT TELEVISION.
But while we are in transit, photography may be hit and miss, what with the sherpa-ing of That Baby and her attendant bags through airports. So if you are looking for my 365 photos, you will just have to be happy for a couple of days with some pictures I took in preparation of our trip until we get where we are going and get my crap unpacked.
(But they are a TREAT.)
Also, you may remember, we have a server named Fred. Fred has a penchant for dying at the most inconvenient of times. So if you come here looking for me and you find yourself staring into a giant “oh holy hell you can’t connect to that website” error one day… well, that’s why. (Look, most times BDH has to McGyver this stuff back together to get it to work. Now, while our cat-slash-house sitter is a lovely fellow, we’re certainly not going to ask him to perform any miracles of computer resuscitation on old Fred. And goodness knows, he would not know what to do anyway. His expertise is more in the fields of house sitting, cat entertainment, and Duncan spoiling.)
So yeah, if you come here looking for me and I am not here… whoops! SNAFU.
But potential technological and photographical (yes, I made that word up) hiccups notwithstanding, I am pretty excited about our little getaway. It will be a lovely time for us to visit with family and unwind. And watching them fuss all over Stinkerbelle for a few days. She will be in her glory.
We’ll see you later in the week. Probably after a glass of wine. Or three.
(Note to self: No drunk posting. You remember what happened with the librarians.)
I’m excited now. We haven’t seen our baby for 8 months and from the pictures and news from her parents there is a big change since last July. I just hope she will still know us and be comfortable with us so Mom and Dad can get a little break. After all there will be enough sitters for the whole week without any problem of who to get to sit with her. Maybe they can go out on a date without the baby and reconnect as a couple. Sounds like a plan to me and we can reconnect with the baby.
That sounds like a GREAT vacay! I wish I was going somewhere. I’ve often wished that TARDIS technology extended to such ordinary household items as wallets (for all those darn loyalty cards & such) and purses. Get on that, Doctor Who.
I wanna go to Nova Scotia!!! Seriously, how have we lived here and NOT made it over there? It’s, like, just over THERE! (points to the right) Oh well. Have a lovely and fun and relaxing time!
Have a fabulous time! I do hope the baby tips you for all her bag carrying, and to you Stinkerbelle, tipping does not mean your sippy cup over or dumping yogurt on your lap…you must do much better and give smooches to your assistant regularly!
I don’t know what you’re talking about. I thought the Librarians were GREAT FUN.
You’re the only person I know who’s been taken down by LIBRARIANS.
I am so excited you are coming home. I am trying to figure out how the wildly exciting ball popper is going to get back with you. By the looks of Stinkerbell’s face last night it is a MUST-go-back-home-with-us toy. So good to see you all again. Funny, I was thinking the same thing as mom, maybe you can get away on a date or a movie or something…although we really don’t need to hit the theatre anymore, we just need to go to mom and dad’s. 60 inch plasma, surround sound, free wine, included babysitter. Sounds like heaven to me. Just bring the snacks.
Enjoy your vacation!!!!
Enjoy your fire-sitting, reading-filled, knitfest with 3 or more glasses of wine – and hey ‘don’t say no to drunk postiing’ I say embrace it!