Recovering

The last month or so has been a bit busy. It started with a bang in April, after a moment of foolish volunteering that led me to chairing up the boys' school's basket auction for springfest. Me, who had never even put together a basket before was in charge of almost a hundred of those things. I learned quickly that clear packing tape makes everything look prettier.

Basket mania ate up a few weeks of our lives and then led us to a week before we went away to Florida for vacation. We came back from vacation and started little league. Three boys, three different teams. We are wracking up some serious quality time at the little league fields. On opening day, we ate both lunch and dinner at the little league fields.

And then two weeks after we get back from Florida, Chris and I were on the road again, but this time for an adults only extravaganza. Five days with no children. Just us, a few dear friends, a beach, a whole lot of tennis and golf, and a few margaritas mixed in for fun.

It was five days of paradise. Oh, the silence. The blessed silence of living in a hotel room with only your husband and nobody demanding a juice box or watching marathons of Cake Boss. There was also a whole lot of laughter. Laughter of friends, relaxed and simply soaking up every last moment of our vacation. We ate alot. We drank quite a bit. And we had whole afternoons where we did nothing but nap on the beach.

I love the naps on the beach.

It had to end. And we timed our ending so perfectly. We got home with one day to plan our hosting thirty family members at our house for brunch to celebrate Aidan's First Communion. I am really good at planning out our calendar to allow for maximum stress. It's a gift.

I was just grateful that the non-ending rain spared us from spending that day at three little league games, allowing us to actually clean the house and cook up some brunch fixings.

But now, the trips are over. (So sad.) Aidan has accepted his first communion and the family brunch has been survived. I hope we are settling in for our standard summer of pool, tennis, golf and our summer family fun list.

If only we can get through the rest of little league and the damn rain would stop already.