Home again, home again, jiggety jig

Home again!! We spent Memorial Day weekend with the in-laws. They have a 50 acre ranch and it was soooo beautiful. Very peaceful and quiet. I was really able to unwind a bit, as I had been feeling overwhelmed leading up to the trip. Packing etc for 4 kids and myself was nuts while trying to break up sibling fights and nurse and nurse and nurse and nurse a fussy baby. My shoulders were up to my ears, my hands were clenched, my forehead was so deeply creased, botox would not have helped. I oozed tension. We stopped on the way up there and I got a Tecate to guzzle while Bill drove.

Went shopping on Saturday and bought another blanket for Amelia (it was light weight and perfect for summer, so sue me), a cool burp cloth, a Bed of Roses candle, and drank a delicious espresso Frappe. Bill hates candles, and joked that he especially hated rose scented ones. Tough titty said the kitty, but the milks still good!

Got home Monday evening and came crashing back to Earth Tuesday morning as I attempted to go shopping with all the kids. To sum it up: long drive to nearest town, stop for happy meals and a shrimp Caesar salad for myself, only they forgot to include the shrimp part, return to Burger King, get said shrimp, head to card shop to get birth announcement cards to send out even though Amelia could call everyone herself now to announce her birth, spend agonizing hour in card shop chanting “Don’t touch, don’t touch, sit down, don’t touch”, finally picked just the right card, cleaned card shop, loaded kids in van, stopped at Walgreen’s to get reprints of pic for announcements, off to fabric store, got fabric for blankets Amelia does not need but will fulfill my blanket fetish, loaded back up, back to Walgreen’s to get pics, check watch, have about 15 minutes to go to Target and buy 45 minutes worth of items, get to Target, Mia screaming, nurse Mia in sling while walking through Target chanting “No, no, no Yu-Gi-Oh’s” to the boys in tune with steps, check out and miraculously make it back to car with no Yu-Gi-Oh’s, head out of town and call hubby to let him know we will be home 5 minutes before All Star baseball practice……………hubby says “You are cutting it kind of close, aren’t you?”, and I feel all the tension that was lost in Fredericksburg find me and zap back into my body in one giant, cosmic whoosh, like a demon possession. REDRUM

Today I have a small, but steady stream of honey bees flying into my house via the fireplace. Bill said it is the Bed of Roses scented candle I bought and burned on the fireplace mantle last night. Neener, neener.