Wednesday's Wrandom Wrambling

It is 11:42 as I start this post.  That is waaaaaayyyyy past my bedtime.

I'm still waiting on a load from the dryer so I can finish packing clothes.

I'm a good packer, but I have to kind of do it all at once or I forget things.  I have to run through each day that I am going to be gone and review anything I will need for each day.  Tedious yes, but after 15 years of traveling regularly for work, I have a science to it now. 

Don't mess with a good system.

So I lay awake waiting for whites out of the dryer so I don't forget any good girls.

Oh my crap Chloee and I had a great time tonight.  She napped this afternoon, and then once she woke up and realized that everyone had left for California but us, she was ecstatic!  We talked about what needed to be done and she wanted to make a list so we could check things off.  I fell in love with her just that much more.

I love lists.

We shopped.  We ate dinner.  We got our hairs trimmed.  We made cookies.  We pretended to fly on the airplane.  We practiced scattering flower petals.  We snuggled.

My legs seemed to have recovered.  I am not happy about the forced days off this week.  I hope the hotel has a workout room.  I am not brave enough to run the streets of San Diego alone.  I will however force myself on a treadmill for an hour.

My friends are running the Ragnar this weekend.  I am crushed to not be with them.  I really wanted to take on that "You gotta be kidding me" hill again.  *sigh*

We have a dog/house sitter coming.  I love knowing that someone lives at our home and babies my furry loves.

Coping well without ice cream.  On the rare occasion I have it, I pop a lactaid first.  Seems to help. 

I miss Iceberg shakes though

I pulled out the huge suitcase to carry all of mine and Chloee's stuff and it was Luke's that he used on his mission.  It still smells like when he came home.  It makes my heart happy.  Smells are such a memory trigger for me. 

Yeah, my heart is kind of happy right now.  I am going to go to sleep tonight looking at that huge suitcase and remembering what it was like when he walked down the steps at the airport after his mission and finally having all my boys there in the same spot at the same time.  All my lil chickens.  After 2 long years.

We can never go back there again.  It's all different now. Corbin will be married again in just a few days.  Luke is  away at school, never to come home again.  Tuffy's getting married later this year and out of the house.  Chloee will be living with her daddy and new stepmommy.  All of this in a short period of time. 

Weird.  I take back my earlier statement.  My heart is suddenly not that happy anymore.  I think I need to stop thinking.  Maybe just look at the luggage some more.

There is a moth the size of a bald eagle flying around in my room.  It flew in the house when a neighbor stopped by earlier tonight, and I couldn't get it out.  Now that my bedroom light is the only one on, it's flying around, flapping its eagle span like wings and getting on my nerves. 

I need Splenda Daddy to shoo it out.

I remembered again today why the English language is stupid.  Chloee is in the "sounding out everything" phase and trying to read everything she can.  Pharmacy.  Who decided that a ph should make an F sound?  There is simply no reasonable explanation.  That doesn't go over well with a child who likes logical answers. 

Dumb.  And why is there a silent b at the end of dumb?

I think I hear my dryer.