Back from the Underworld

The Antihistamine/Decongestant Underworld I mean.  When I got home from visiting my sister last week I thought, "Wow I got plenty of rest, I took Zyrtec everyday and ate healthy!  I didn't catch a cold-woohoo I'm home free!"  I thought wrong.  Two days later I got that sore throat announcement.  I'm finally beginning to feel better but the pollen in the wind is giving my head a good pounding.  The funniest thing about it too is that  I should have caught a cold or flu on my last trip.  Because the whole time I was in San Diego I didn't sleep at all, I didn't eat as much as usual and I'm not used to dry air.  I was like a baby, too excited to fall asleep.  There was one night I stayed up staring at the wall the entire time wishing I could sleep.  This was after two Advil PMs and I still couldn't sleep. And instead of resting like an excancer patient should, I went to that Cleopatra spring spa all day and danced all night with my BFF that night.  And still couldn't sleep after that.  So on my way home I kept thing,"Oh NO!  I hope no germy person breathes a virus on me cuz my immune system is too exhausted to keep me healthy right now!"  And I didn't get sick.  But this time at my sister's home, I slept so good and ate so much and didn't go dancing(well ok maybe in the kitchen we busted some moves but that's it I swear!).....oh well anyway.  I had fun pinching cheeks, eating my sister's good home cooking, going make up shopping while the boys were at school and taking silly pictures.  I do feel some guilt about the fact that one night her 4 year old started rapping a line from Baby Got Back but in our defense, we didn't even listen to that song!  I freely admit that it was our fault.  I asked him later on during his bath what kind of songs they sing in his preschool and he said to me frankly,"Not our songs Auntie, because I think (insert teacher's name) wouldn't like our songs."  I said,"Yeah you're right it's probably not a good I idea to sing that at school or anywhere else........" oops.


My 4 year old GodSon is the only one who doesn't need to be coerced and bribed into taking photos. We posed:






We shushed each other.



    We played stop or I'll squirt



And then we feel asleep.

Ok we pretended to be asleep.  Can you tell?  I am in full make up and the little one is about to start laughing.

Her oldest back there is now a grown up and would rather watch Hawaii 5-0 than engage in our inappropriate behavior.  So we gave him an assignment as our photographer.  I'll post more pix later....Peanut is giving me "the look"



I miss them.  I cried on the way home.