I had plans for a birthday post this year – reflecting back on twenty-seven years (or the twenty-five or so that I can actually remember, anyway) – but that day came and went and suddenly it’s been two weeks and it seems a bit pointless now.
However, I have been busy the last few weeks and some of that could be shared.
Starting with my birthday – I turned twenty-seven on the sixth of October. I don’t feel older. I had tempura for my birthday. It was good.
Mike and I worked on the shed at some point..maybe it was on the 9th or 10th? My brain doesn’t work as well as it did when I was twenty-six. 😉 We cleaned things up and brought in winter clothes and boots; packed summer things away and added a whole bunch of boxes and bags to the yard sale pile that takes up a corner of the shed. I packed away the majority of my fabric and yarn – most crafting will be on hold until after we sell the house.
The house had been a total disaster (isn’t that just bizarre?!) until we did the work on the shed and then early the following week I cleaned up inside the house. All of this was because I was preparing for a trip on the 14th. Did I ever even mention my plans here? I’m such a slacker.
On the 13th, we drove to Grande Prairie (Mike, Ben and myself) for the night and at five-thirty the next morning, Mike drove us to the airport. A forty-five minute flight took us to Edmonton where we stayed on the plane, and a thirty minute flight took us to Calgary, where we transferred planes. This transfer required a trip through customs – where I nearly forgot Ben’s carseat and had to wait for someone to dive into the conveyor to get it un-stuck. After customs was another trip through security and then a mad dash to gate C-28 to hop onto a plane to Phoenix, Arizona.
My cousin got engaged early this year (or was it late last year?) and as soon as she did I started planning a trip to Phoenix for the wedding. I figured it would be a nice break with just the baby along (this was before Ben was born). It was a lovely trip – my dad and brother flew down as well and we all stayed with my dad’s brother and his wife; a favourite aunt and uncle who I seldom see. The weather was warmer than I like but I survived it. It’s grey and cold and drizzly here now – not the best thing to come home to when you’ve been in 90F/30C weather for five days.
Flying with a baby was interesting…I’m not sure that I would elect to do it again if it was as long or longer than this trip took (just under four hours of total flying time).
I drank raw milk when I was in Phoenix. I’ve always imagined raw milk to taste funny, but it tasted just like homogenized milk and it didn’t make me sick. Too bad it’s illegal in Canada.
I shopped a lot. I put money aside starting in August and spent around $300 on clothes for the kids and myself, a few gifts and some fun things for the house. It’s amazing to me how much farther money goes in a big city with lots of sales available. I don’t think I bought more than one or two things that were regular price.
I missed Mike and the kids and was glad to be home, but now I feel lonely and cooped up. I’ve been completely exhausted since I got home and I’m not entirely sure why. I haven’t stayed up very late and have been sleeping until seven or later each morning. If I was also feeling like puking, I’d be taking a pregnancy test right about now, but I have no indications of pregnancy other than total exhaustion. For now I’m just going to chalk that up to a big trip that happened really quickly and an immediate dive back into full time motherhood upon my return.
I had other things to write about and I’ll probably remember them later today. For now my brain just wants to shut down and curl up for a nap…along with the rest of my body.