Up north again for the week. Mainly so I could go see my doctor again (had a blood draw today and I'll have a consultation on Friday, which means I can go to IKEA with you, Ashley), but it was my brother's birthday and July 4th, so heck. It's another vacation.
Later this month we will be dropping the girls off (all three of them!) with my parents and heading to San Francisco to celebrate our anniversary. Sophia is almost weaned in preparation for this momentous event. Not too difficult since she never really cared about nursing in the first place. Not like my other two, and especially not like Chloe who acted as if I was trying to kill her when I weaned her at 21 months.
On the day before we come home from this getaway, I will be purchasing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and ignoring Joel for the rest of the time. Don't worry, it's something he has been forewarned about and is fine with.
And for my birthday my mom and I are headed off to NYC to spend five glorious days together. I am so excited. I love New York, and it's been 13 years since I've been. I went one week after my 20th birthday. And now you all know how old I am (as if it isn't in my profile).
I'm just wondering if there's any possible way I can lose 30 pounds before I head off to San Francisco. I usually drop about 10 pounds pretty easily after I wean a baby, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed...