I was SO in need of a vacation. I was SO in need that I didn't even leave a little note on my blog like other obsessive/compulsive , courteous bloggers do to let you know that they won't be posting for a while. So I've been on a blogbatical.
On Thursday, August 14th at precisely 4:30 and one second, my daughter (who had met me at work) and I charged skipped down the hallway of my office and made a beeline to my car.
Within minutes, we were speeding leisurely entering the 15 fwy headed north to Provo. I've made this drive so many times that I could do it in my sleep. With car on auto pilot, off we went. No sooner than we were ON the freeway, we got OFF in Barstow to get a Tommy's Burger.
Are there things that you do when you are on vacation that are kind of tradition? You have to do them every time you go somewhere? That's Tommy's Burger for this daughter and I. Another one is to get a pink frosted Grandma's cookie when I am in Utah. I've done it for so long now, that all of my family members will not let me leave the state until I get one. (I have GOT to stop posting about cookies!! Resurrect Fudgees from your memory)
Although I had things to do in Provo, like moving this daughter into her apartment and getting her settled, I was also going to attend Education Week, which I did and will post about it later. BUT my biggest goal was to find a pool. All I wanted to do was to lay by a pool, with a cool drink in my hand and try to imagine myself on a tropical beach. All I needed was one day. ONE DAY to relax by a pool and read "Breaking Dawn". I didn't know anyone with a pool but I do have a nephew who works at a hotel and I was going ask him if I could sneak enter the pool area of that hotel. Well, with TWO daughters now in Provo, other things took precedent and I never found that pool with my name on it.
Back to our drive. Young single adults can't go for a very long time without loud music some tunes, so after we engulfed ate our Tommy Burgers, on came on the music. Luckily she chose the Beatles. Pretty soon we were yelling singing at the top of our lungs to "Hey Jude". Nah, nah, nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, HEY JUDE!!! After which we would break into peals of laughter. Road trips are the best, and I am at my best when I am with my kids.
That pool with my name on it will have to wait for another day on another vacation. This past week was great and I'll post some pictures soon along with some treasures and nuggets that I learned at Education Week. For now, I am home, unpacking, doing laundry and oh....and I quite forgot....I need to go turn my CD player on. Nah, nah, nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, Hey Jude!
Good to be back.