My girls and I are still in San Francisco. We had visions of sleeping in today. NOPE. We got an early morning wake up call from the fire alarm and that thing is LOUD. This is not our first go-around with hotel evacuations. I know, it's shocking! Our first was in Massachusetts. Again, it was LOUD. Both times, thankfully, there was no actual fire. Just smokers not following hotel rules. Don't even get me started.
Anyway, the girls and I found ourselves on the street in front of our hotel early this morning along with everyone else who was staying there. Trying to make the best of our situation I suggested that we take a walk and go to breakfast. It sounded like a nice idea to me. Then the reality of our rushing out the door to safety came full circle. Libs said, "Mom, I don't have on pants!" This stuck me as one of the funniest things I had ever heard. Needless to say, we didn't walk to breakfast.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you are safe and sound and laughing hysterically!!!
The past two weeks have sucked the life out of me and have made me super paranoid. All I want to do is curl up with my kids into a protective cocoon and shut the world out for a little while. A secure regrouping of sorts that ensures everyone’s well-being. An opportunity to allow my maternal nature to run wild with precautionary measures! But I know we can’t do that, so I will just settle on being happy with having everyone home for family pizza night tonight, HA!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you know that the people you love most are all save and sound!!!
Today in Cali we are having quite a rain storm. No, not like the polar snowstorms other parts of the county are experiencing, but a major storm for us nonetheless. I don’t like rain. Well, it’s OK as long as I don’t have to go out in it. I don’t like feeling damp … guh. Cold rain is the worst. Add in wind and you may as well just tap me out of life. In recent years I’ve had to run in it. Not lots of it thankfully and not treacherous. I’ve learned I hate the treadmill at the gym more than mild rain. But, there is something about a cozy rainy day that speaks to my soul. It’s comforting and somehow healing. I got the opportunity to spend the whole morning hanging with my 4 year old Ree. Although our fevers have been long gone we are both still on the mend from this last battle we had with the plague’s distant cousin. My Ree was so sick it scared me. She’s never been sick like that before. Reese has Down Syndrome and was born prematurely weighing only 2lbs 15oz. Although she is strong and healthy there is a part of me that will never forget seeing her so vulnerable. I still go right back there when she’s sick. Anyway, I’m glad we are past the worst of this illness. Today was just what we needed … I needed. We got comfy cozy. Sweatshirts. Sweats. Blankets. Pillows. CHECK! Oh, I almost forgot the most important part of a snuggly day at home! Wait for it …
Well, I hope you all have a day where you get to wear warm fuzzy socks with the love of your life!!!