Monday, July 18, 2011


I hate when vacations end.

Aren't we supposed to return from vacations feeling refreshed and raring to go? Ready to take on the workplace with renewed vigor???

Notsomuch in my case. I think vacations just reinforce my urge to throw in the towel and play hooky. Every day. But alas, this is un-possible. And I am back in the real world, freeing the less fortunate from the bonds of unholy matrimony, already reminiscing about last week.

Fella, btw, survived vacation with my family with little to no damage. He faced a few "what are your intentions" type questions, mostly asked in a haha-I'm-just-kidding-but-no-really-I'm-totally-serious-what-are-your-intentions way, but handled it all quite well and everyone is none the worse for wear.

Much beer and wine were drunk, much food happily consumed, many naps taken. It was relaxing and fun, and the moon thought so too.

Full moon rising