We stayed here. (It was paradise, really!)
This massive Elk was our protector- secretly, I think he was laughing at us.
We did a lot of this. (and if it looks like we were all lounging around doing nothing, it's because we were!)
And we did some of this, (which is more pictures of us sitting around gabbing like crazy with the important distinction that we got up and changed our location!)
And here we are doing more impersonations, giggling, swapping stories, and entertaining ourselves the way only girls can. My husband was incredulous when he found out we didn't go anywhere the whole weekend. "You just talked?" "Yup." "You didn't go anywhere? You didn't play any games? You just talked for the entire weekend? How boring!" Except it wasn't. And as all girls know, you never run out of things to talk about.
Oh, and we hung out in the hot tub. And everyone stayed fully clothed the entire time. Including me. Especially at 2:30 in the morning. Uh huh. Yup.
So now I'm home, missing my girlfriends, and trying to re-set my sleep schedule. And to convince Tom that overnight trips with the girls should be a monthly requirement or so for sanity purposes.
What else is going on, you ask? (Just play along and pretend with me, okay?)
Well, I had the two incidences of spotting that I wrote about, then nothing. I then had some wicked contractions that had me reaching for the stopwatch. Just as I was about to panic, everything stopped and hasn't started since. Good thing, because we still have months of cooking this baby before the timer goes off. At the midwife's appointment today, baby is measuring right on, heartbeat is good, and so we're back to business as usual around here.
Oh, and Max is now refusing the binky with all the disdain his 21-month old self can muster. His new security object is now this little blue alien. Whatever works.