Last Saturday I gave them one last hug, buckled them in and stood on the corner waving goodbye as my children hit the road for a week on Grandparent Island. We've never done this before. They've never been away from both us for this long. There was excitement and nervousness for all of us.
This week sans kids did not turn out as planned. I wasn't nearly as productive as I thought I'd be. I had visions of Big Yankee and I spending the day leisurely exploring new places. While that didn't exactly happen, we did manage a few meals out together so I'll call it a win.
I was confident I'd complete at least a handful of the 70 half assed posts in my drafts folder. That didn't happen either, but I did manage to crank out a few posts despite being stuck. I'm calling that another win. I fantasized about reading hundreds of posts this week--indulging in the greatness of the mammoth blogosphere. I read a few more than typical but nowhere near as many as I had imagined.
These are some of my favorites of the week:
Dawn perfectly captured that deep in the pit of your stomach sick feeling when you have to make a dreaded phone call. Her honesty and openness is to be applauded.
Carrie shared a raw and heartbreaking piece about a choice she made in Drowning.
Stacie's experience moving from the West Coast to the East Coast really resonated with me. Why does New Jersey get such A Bad Rap?
Eighteen Blinks by Sherri gave me a glimpse into my future and a reminder that the blinks race by.
Now I'd love it if you'd share one of your favorite reads of the week with me.