Vacay

What a way to start a month. After just a couple of days of work, I am out. Vacation here we come.

With a 17 month old, a tight budget, and being 8 months pregnant our idea of a vacation is a little limited. Even though he was an angel at 4 or 5 months old when we flew to Texas, there is no way a plane trip would be a pleasant experience now. At least I'm not going to try and find out. And, after several trips to Grand Island, we're learning our driving time is getting shorter and shorter. Owen pulls out his special, shreeking scream just for car trips. It gets under my skin in about 1 minute and under Jason's in 1 second. Add to that Jason's bladder (which, for the record, is much more of an issue than this pregnant lady's), and we are lucky if we can make it out of Omaha. Kansas City seemed like a decent enough challenge - tolerable driving time yet far enough to feel "away."

Even with my type A personality, we haven't planned a lot for this trip. Of course we are going to a baseball game. Jason wouldn't have it any other way. And if you know my husband, we've already had a few detours to random historical sites "on the way." (By that he means 30 minutes out of the way for a 30 second photo op.) Makes me laugh - usually. We are also planning another detour to see some friends who moved to Kansas on our way home. And other than that, our plans include sleeping (except after one night we've discovered that's not one on Owen's agenda), eating lots and lots of the hotel's free breakfast and maybe some barbeque, swimming, visiting some parks, and mostly just relaxing.

Relaxing! That's what I'm looking forward to the most.