VACATION BLUES

I'm finding it very hard to get back into the swing of things. I'm just feeling sorry for myself. I was gone for  17 days visiting my dad in Florida and then we were gone for 11 days visiting Amber and Dylan in Montana. 

Actually I was looking forward to August because most days were open compared to other months where several days were marked off on the calendar each week with places to go. (Note to self: busy is better)

Seriously other than unpacking my suitcase, doing laundry and eating I've done nothing but catch up on my TV shows and watch movies. By the way Stranger Things Season 3 is excellent! 

I've been home for 10 days. Every day I tell myself tomorrow you are going to the gym. Well that hasn't happened yet! 

Thankfully Skye has a vet appointment tomorrow morning and I have two doctor's appointments on Tuesday so I believe that both of those will get me back on track. I plan on going to the gym after I get home from Skye's appointment. 

In another week Adam will be home for three weeks, taking his maternity leave, and we will be heading there hopefully at least two times each week. 

Thankfully we were able to see this guy on Wednesday afternoon for a few hours. We picked him up at daycare and fed him his dinner. Adam and Gabby came home, gave him his bath and then he went to bed. Then we had a nice dinner with them. 

He is the light of my life! James is very mobile now and before we know it he will be walking. You can see a bruise on his forehead from his excursions.....

 

JUST BREATHE

I've been missing in action and haven't been around to read many posts. I'm better now. I took a "ME" day yesterday and went to see two movies. 

Since I've been back from Florida I just haven't been myself. I've been extremely tired. I have to say that the trip really took all of my energy from me. 

We were out of the house almost everyday and as a rule my adrenaline kicks in but at some point it catches up with me. That's why I usually get sick after a trip but thankfully my lungs are doing good. 

Here at home I normally plan things in a way where I get a day off in between my days out of the house. Not to mention that I had to help my dad too. Truthfully there are days here where I'm lucky to get showered and dressed let alone run errands. 

I'm feeling better now, that's why I went to the show. I was having panic attacks for a few days this week that were not necessarily related to my trip. Thankfully I have some anxiety pills that helped me through that. I just laid low and got caught up on my shows that taped while I was gone. 

We did have a nice time at Adam and Gabby's on the 4th of July. Their party became just the 5 of us since Jason, Adams best friend and brother in law, ended up in the emergency room during the night and had his gallbladder taken out that day. 

We also babysat on Friday night the 5th which was fun. Today Adam and Gabby are flying to Puerto Vallarta  for 5 nights. Denise, Gabby's sister (Jason's wife) are watching James.

We are picking James up at their house on Sunday afternoon and taking him home. We will be watching him at their place since all the needed equipment is there and I think James will be more comfortable in familiar surroundings. Also Roxy is at a friends nearby so she can come home to be with us too.

So it should be interesting seeing how we do with him for a few days. He will be going to day care for a little while each day because they don't want to break up his normal routine and I'm sure Mark and I will appreciate a little break too!

He is really close to crawling. Get's upon his knees rocking and doing an Army crawl right now. 

Loving the little star puff cereal snacks from Gerber.
Not to mention that he is all over the place in his walker!

Also, if you look close at each photo you will notice his hair got a little trim.

LOST:

I must have lost it on vacation.....

(FYI: The reward will be in the form of a post from me)

DOWN :( BUT NOT OUT

 

Everyone knows me for being pretty open and honest here on my blog so I wanted to share a few of my thoughts with you. I am feeling a little down. My mother suffered greatly with depression and I remember my dad telling me that my mom would always be down after a vacation.

 

I don't feel depressed and I know I don't take after my mother because she also dealt with alcoholism. What I do know is that my trip to Chicago was so emotional for me that I just seem to be breaking into tears when I try to think about writing my post about it. Tears are falling down my face and I type this.

 

Sometimes we experience things that just so beyond wonderful that it takes your breath away. I am thinking that it is only natural for me to be a little down right now because I was riding high in Chicago. Imagine a trip that involved seeing your brother, seeing your dearest friend after twelve years, having my whole family there with me to show off, having a family reunion of sorts at a family wedding, visiting a family spot full of great memories and of course eating the best pizza's Chicago has to offer!

 

Then you come home to reality and your husband is leaving on a two week trip to Europe just 8 hours after you arrive home at midnight. Besides the fact that you road an emotional roller coaster getting the phone call between flights that your dog was sick. Here I am almost a week later and I'm just coming down to reality. Oh yes and I still have all the laundry from our trip waiting for me to do since I went ahead and let the kids do theirs first.

 

Suddenly it hit me that it is going to be October and I am turning 61!  Wondering what I have accomplished since I hit 60 last year and wanted to change my world as I knew it. Then on top of that I started to think OMG the holiday's are just around the corner....how can that be!

Now to top this off I just found out something today (Friday) that made me pretty mad. I took Skye in today for her check up after her ruptured anal gland. All is well, healing great and they took out the drainage thingy. Doesn't have to go back and so very thankful that all turned out so well. But there is more to this story.

When the kids arrived in Chicago Amber told me that I should take Skye to the vet when we get home because she has a sore near her butt. Come to find out today that Skye could barely walk that day when they took her in but no one told me. They even called Mark to ask what they should do. They were afraid that the kennel wouldn't take her if she was sick. Do you realize that maybe, just maybe something really bad could have happened in the mean time before we picked her up. Thank God the kennel noticed it but it wasn't until Sunday. I feel like they put Skye's life at risk and it makes me so sad. They could have at least been more honest when they arrived on Thursday morning and I could have alerted the kennel.

Coming home from the kennel on Monday.

Charlie and Skye.

 

So here is what I did today. I know that the most emotional part of the trip was seeing our dear friend Diane. I also knew that I wanted to write a post on my For Your Tears blog because so much of that blog has to due with our friends losing their son 12 years ago. I also knew that if I included that story when I posted about our trip that it would make my posts very long. So I have written my post on my blog FOR YOUR TEARS and it would be wonderful if you could find some time to read it. It is long but it gives you all the background of our dear friends and why the trip was over the top emotionally for me.

 

Love you guys!