In reality: I am 22 weeks pregnant, sleepy, counting down the days until school starts on one hand, and strapped for cash. We need money for two major things: finishing the basement (in order to have enough rooms and beds for all family members), and planning a sweet vacation for our 10 year anniversary (which is this fall). We have the money for neither.

So instead I’m taking a vacation in my head. I’m going thumbing and backpacking through Hawaii with Jason Mraz. And in my mind, I’m already gone. Zoe is jealous that she doesn’t get to go… because she kind of loves him. But this is my vacation, and I’ve decided that it’s going to be kid-free.  But you can come along with me, if you’d like. I’ll hold your hand while we jump off the cliff into the clear water. I promise not to laugh as you sing terribly off-key while Jason plays us a tune on the beach in the light of the camp fire. You can have one of my s’mores, even.

Because frankly, yes, I have been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror and bending over backwards just to try to see clearer… so I’m off. See you there.

3 Comments »

1. I’m there!

   Comment by Leslie — August 14, 2008 @ 8:15 pm

2. I’m there, too!!!

   Comment by Joan — August 15, 2008 @ 6:33 am

3. And judging by your lack of posts recently —- you really are gone?

   Comment by Grant — August 22, 2008 @ 9:15 am

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