There was fog hanging just above the farm as far as I could see this morning. It's a weird image. Almost like we lived on the moors referenced in Wuthering Heights or some other equally mysterious book. For me, though, that fog clarified how hazy things have been in the last few months. Since July, I felt like I've been living on fast forward and things have only just slowed to normal speed this month.
Fall does that. Or maybe October requires a slower pace--one that requires four day weekends, deeper breaths, an appreciation for color and time with family.
For a few days, I left my immense pile of grading and didn't feel badly to take a couple of days hanging out with my family near LilBro's current residence.
And since all vacations begin with Favorite in a hat...
Favorite and I stayed overnight so we could visit Babies 'R' Us to finalize a few decisions regarding bigger items that don't necessarily require a positive gender identification. The coolest thing about our visit?
We also decided we will likely purchase one of these (or something similar):
While I am walking some now (and maybe running occasionally...depending on who is reading this), I do intend to return to my running schedule after Little Navajo is born, and I do intend to work toward competing in at least one 5K and working my way up. I doubt I'll ever be marathon material, but I do enjoy this whole I-never-thought-I-could-run-except-now-I-do high.
The family arrived the next morning and we spent the day shopping and hanging out. We exhausted ourselves early enough to eat dinner with anyone over the age of 65 (around 5 o'clock) and LilBro chose a restaurant with the intention of developing "The Meat Sweats."
He ordered the build your own burger platter and might have exceeded his expectations by a bit.
Frankly, I was glad to be heading back to my king-sized bed. You don't know how small a queen is until you've been sleeping in a king for a while and you try to fit your slightly overgrown butt into the same bed with a man who approximately the size of an adolescent buffalo.
My long weekend ended with some time with prezi.com--a successful encounter, I might add. Since my first experience, I feel like I've become at least a capable user. And it was cool to seamlessly include pictures and videos without constantly googling instructions about embedding.
Oh, and I saw a movie with my mom:
Then my mom convinced me that the shellac manicure was worth it, so even though I never wear nail polish, I sat for forty-seven layers to end up with this:
(There should be a picture here, but my computer just stopped reading my car for some reason. I'll try to fix if I have some time tonight.)
Verdict? A good weekend. And a reminder to appreciate what's in front of your face instead of moving on fast forward all the time.
A lesson that bears repeating, no?