Oh, man, I am counting the seconds until my flight tomorrow. Vacation is so close, I can taste it. After a very spirited playdate with Ya-Ya (Olivia) this morning, I'm relieved Charlie is finally down for a nap. She was a major pill, very territorial today and absolutely unwilling to share. Between her attitude, cleaning up messes (babies and cats), and trying to finish packing for all 3 girls in this house, I am pooped.
Not only that, but I was unable to score us tickets to the "Glee" live tour this morning. The presale tickets sold out within minutes. Then, when I was attempting to backup my Itunes library, I erased the whole thing, which sent me into a moment of sheer panic. Luckily, it looks like when I plugged it back in, my purchased songs where still there. Thank the Lord, because you know 211 songs x $1.29 a song = a very unhappy husband.
Last night we had ice cream cake with Charlie to celebrate my 32nd birthday, which isn't actually until the 11th, but you know we Bischoff's like to stretch these things out. No big party this year...I'm afraid my 4 month old took center stage this time. Poor Vann, he really gets confused when it comes to gifts for me. Gifts is in fact my love language, which means that I love to give (and receive) gifts. I especially love it when people put real thought into things, and I love it when I've put real thought into a gift and the person I'm giving it to loves it. It's how I show those important to me that I love them!
I have been blessed with some awesome gifts from my sweet husband this year, material and not, so I am not ungrateful for the small things. Between my training sessions with Tamme and our upcoming massages I know I should be set for a couple years, but I have to admit I'm longing for another pair of Lululemon "groove" pants. I've bought a new pair every year around this time and I've been living in them lately. So comfortable and easy. We'll see if a little shopping might be in my immediate future. It's been awhile since I've bought anything for myself that doesn't involve pregnancy and/or getting back in shape, so I'm anxious for a little "newness".
Probably won't be blogging for a bit...please pray that Ella and I have a safe flight to Texas tomorrow and for Charlie and Vann's drive to meet his parents on Sunday. Also pray that the girls have a ball (and you know they will!) and Vann and I have a relaxing reprieve in Arizona.