Bullets, Mid-vacation Edition.

  • There are two sleeping people in this room.
  • I have days’ worth of Universal photos to upload and post when the internet is not so shitty.
  • My shoulders instantly remembered what they’re supposed to do with sun and turned bronze in a day. My [pink] face? Not so much.
  • I hate to go to chain restaurants when we travel and I spent at least an hour searching for off-the-beaten-path places to eat. Dinner last night? Hoagies from Wawa (which has branched out — understandably — to Clearwater where the Phillies have Spring Training and — inexplicably — to Orlando.) Best laid plans…
  • I could not bring myself to spend $5 on a plastic cup of Butterbeer at The Leaky Cauldron.
  • I easily brought myself to spend $22 on one small pack of Every Flavour Beans and one Chocolate Frog.
  • Our family pool game of Monkey-in-the-Middle was so awesome that a small group of teenagers asked to join in.
  • The pool, speaking of which, is amazing. Giant and warm with fountains, a wade-in entrance, and multiple depths.
  • Momentarily, there will be three sleeping people in this room.

Two Days.

We left cold and dreary PA for cool and sunny Florida. This is the past two days in photos. (Click on the airplane window photo to see them all bigger and with explanatory captions.)

Tomorrow: Orlando!


Despite never intending to have an overscheduled kid, this is where we seem to have landed. It’s not as intense or insane as it could be; we don’t generally find ourselves running from one thing to another in any given day, but we do have somewhere to get to every single day, including weekends. He’s only really got 2-3 “extra” activities during the week, but that’s all it takes for us to be constantly rushing, always trying to get somewhere on time, regularly setting deadlines for getting dressed and out of the house and in the car and on the way. And while yesterday was no exception in the morning (ballet begins at 11am and is a half hour away) the whole rest of the day was a free-for-all. It was just what we both needed.


After lunch (which itself was incredibly leisurely and enjoyed over several long games of giant-grid tic-tac-toe) we stopped into the music store where he played every piano, pored over sheet music, and strummed on this for a while.


With nowhere to be, we were both free to lose ourselves in our respective books at Barnes & Noble. I found a Jodi Picoult novel and read a couple of chapters while he delighted in this illustrated edition of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.


The grocery store was the only “must-do” of the day and even that was made tolerable by the new Clever Crosswords for Kids book we picked up. Clues like, “a small drink” (three letters, begins with ‘s’) made it ideal for him to work on independently as I perused the aisles.

We didn’t make our way home until close to 6pm — nearly bedtime. Eight hours in and out of stores, in and out of the car, three meals, multiple conversations, several games of “I Spy” and lots of giggling. No deadlines. No timeline. He was full of the love for me by the time he was out of the shower and snuggled in, reading stories. These days can’t be every day, but it could be yesterday.