only the dog bothered to notice

I’m sitting in the front of the house waiting for AAA to come… I ran out to plug my camera into the aux jack in the trunk to charge and left my key in there with it..

Odd.. I’ve NEVER locked myself out of a VW before…. I always used to think it was impossible. well.. apparently if you keep the car “armed” and only unlock the trunk – it will re-lock everything when you close the lid.

Meanwhile I’m just poking through more pics from last night and one of Kevin’s brother’s new(ish) born struck me…

If I had a blog I’d offer my DEEPEST apologies for boring you with the onslaught of baby photos… Of all people – I used to be the one who’d roll their eyes as soon as someone would fish their wallet out and start talking about children.

Odd how times change.

Even odder how this resembles a blog.

playing dress up

It’s sort of a running joke… Kevin’s family thinks I’m narcoleptic. Without fail, whenever we come to visit I’m scarce for the first couple of days either sleeping or wandering around with a 1000 yard stare.

It’s not Akron.. It’s not Ohio… It’s not my in-laws… It’s me.. of course I couldn’t figure this one out until very recently: It’s the 48-hour window of wind-down I require… The very same phenomena that made me feel like the long weekend in Cincinnati wasn’t a break… by the time I “woke up”, it was time to go.

We piled into the SUV the size of our house and hit the stores for some last minute stuff for the woods. I picked up a new air mattress and Sedaris’ new book.

Upon returning I stuffed myself with mom West’s chili and went to sleep.

When I woke – that was it… We may as well just had arrived and I felt like I was just saying hi for the first time to all the folks here.

Hoss arrived and the guys spent most of the evening out in the woods.

Little Jessie is at that super-cute animated, curious and communicative stage of her development.

We played dress up and I got tutored on the finer points of princesshood and jewelry.

She likes her weird big furry uncles. Especially the sleepy one with the camera who says he doesn’t have a blog.