On vacation, I learned a few things. Try, just try, I ask you, not to be impressed.
- Family time is precious, indeed. (In a related lesson, cousins sleeping in the same room after being apart for 6 months? No sleeping in. Ever.)
- Brushing your teeth in the morning as you listen the ocean lap the sandy shore? Blissful. (Hazelnut coffee after a Listerine rinse, however? Not so blissful.)
- Sheets that smell of the beach and have a bit more sand in them every day? The best! (Washing said sheets a couple of times each when you get home to rid them of said sand? Not so much.)
- Thank you God for inventing shrimp! And, no, as it turns out, you can not over-shrimp yourself. Just ask my family. (I think my new peachy-pink skin color suits me just fine, thankyouverymuch.)
- Being unplugged for the week is quite a feat. (If you don’t count the 2 iPads, 3 DS’s, and 4 iPod Touch’s that were necessary to allow the adults to enjoy adult conversation. We don’t count those, right?)
- Margaritas taste better when shared over a rousing game of Spades. (And apparently, my spades game improves with each new pour. Especially considering we narrowly averted a lost “nil” due to dealer error. Let no more be said on the matter.)
- Moments like this make it worth every cent of the grocery bill that somehow triples when away from home:
In other news, I went on vacation and all I got were these lousy mountains of laundry.
“Why, that’s only 5 loads!”, you may be tempted to say. No, no, my friend. That was simply as many loads as I could get into one shot without revealing the disaster zone that is my house right now. And, although I have no problem what-so-ever sharing pictures of my dirty unmentionables with you, I simply must draw the line at pictures of the dust bunnies and toy box that looks like it vomited all over the floor. Of every. Single. Room. I’m off in a cloud of turtle dust to vacuum some sand and ponder my lessons learned. Oh, yes indeedy.