Meditating on the Proverbial Manny

The kiddos have been out of town since Thursday and it's taken a few days to train my brain. For example, I was cleaning the house while listening to music (I know, what a vacation) and I swear I heard L chattering in the baby monitor. Also, I'd get out of the mini van and have to reassure myself that I didn't leave them in the car. I'm just about totally cured of my delusions and hallucinations today (sat.) and miss L comes home tomorrow.

The dogs, regrettably, are now SPOILED. (Hey, I guess we had to spoil someone.) Our German Shepherd is now officially the whine gold medalist in our house (he's whining, as I type, with his big red rubber ball in mouth ready to fetch) but when miss C comes home she's sure to regain her title and remain the reigning whine champion. I miss her sweet little munchkin voice.

It's back to mommy-ing tomorrow. I did get loads of laundry done and watched some TV. It was nice doing chores in silence and being able to turn up trance/techno music while working out and not worrying about waking the children. I also drove around and looked at neighborhood prospects for the near future without complaint from the little munchkins who are usually in the backseat wanting/whining for teddy grahams or juice like little junkies jones in' for their next crack fix. Oh, how I miss my sweet little juice junkies but I'm thinking a Manny would be a nice addition to our daily household.

Goodbye Rocky

We're moving back home to Texas and while I'm ecstatic, to say the very least, the one regret I will have is the missed opportunity to jog up the Rocky steps, I envision sporting my gray jogging suit, my ipod playing the rocky theme, Atticus (our German shepherd) running along side me and at the top I would jog in place while holding my arms up and clinch my fists like I've just been crowned the uber light weight champion of the world.

Well, that dream is shattered [wiping single tear from cheek] considering we're catching a one way flight next Tuesday to TX and I'm in the midst of panic packing and waiting on a response from an offer we put in on a house in TX. [crossing fingers and toes]

So long Philly and the Museum of Art. So long spaghetti land. So long Valley Forge and the posh Main Line (shyeah, right and everyone thinks they have big hair in Texas....you haven't seen big hair until you've been to the main line) So long yummy pizza and delish ice cream. So long addictive Turkey Hill iced tea. So long occasional snow and nipple-erecting cold nights.

Hello Sunshine. Hello Tejas!!!!!!!!