If Only Motivation Came in a Bottle...

So now that I've been M.I.A. for several weeks, I thought I'd give my blog some much needed attention. Several things have been happening in my life and the lives of my family and friends. Let's just start with the highlights-

1. My husband took 2 weeks leave and we had a pseudo-vacation involving the great outdoors, our hometown, and several days at home with our child.

2. My best friends broke up. Then started talking again. Sort of.

3. I'm pregnant. 12 weeks 5 days today actually. We are ecstatic : )

I think that about covers the major events going on this way. I'm curious to see who reads this and comments via Facebook. We haven't made a public announcement of our newest expectation. The only people who know are the ones intuitive enough to ask or are related by blood. Anyway, let me get back to vacation. We went camping at Mississinewa in Peru, Indiana with some good friends and some new friends who we really are quite fond of. 6 adults wrangled 3 children (34 months, and two 22 month olds, respectively, one being ours). In all truthfulness, it was a great weekend. It wasn't too hot, there weren't any bugs, we didn't get rained out, the children all played nicely, and most importantly, so did all of the adults. All of the couples admitted that camping doesn't usually bring out the best qualities in the relationship they share. Anyway, we divided up meal responsibilities amongst families during the planning process. The first night there we had Hobo Pies. Basically, you take a piece of foil, some smoked sausage, and all kinds of canned veggies and you combine them with seasoning in the foil, then throw them in the fire to warm them up. Simple & tasty! Perfect after a long day of making camp and chasing children. We were on breakfast duty but after a long night of little sleep (Daughter had a hard time adjusting and then we were subject to a massive thunderstorm) I overslept so Husband and friends made breakfast. The boys ran errands while us girls (all 6 of us, all the kids are female too) hung out at the camp. We had a blast together. It was relaxing and one by one everyone retired to their tents until it was just me and a book waiting by the fire for the menfolk to return with meat and firewood. That evening, after eating, we all went down to the beach and played in the sand while the sun set behind us. The day before all of us girls went to the beach and the kids had so much fun! Daughter chased the birds and played in the water with me while the two other Littles played in the sand with their toys. Very nice indeed. We ate and ate all weekend, played a few rounds of Phase 10, stayed up entirely to late talking around the camp fire, and then Sunday morning, it was all over. We packed up camp and headed home. We couldn't have asked for a better time and I hope we make it a yearly tradition.