vacation overload

Do you know there is such a thing as too long of a vacation? We've been away from home since December 18th and dear god I am so ready to get back to my own bed. Also, the kid has refused to sleep in a crib or pack and play through this whole trip and has been sleeping right between jparks and I, which might work for other couples, but sucks for us. Truman is getting the boot as soon as we get home. In fact, he's lucky jparks and I aren't hiring a nanny to stay with him that first night so we can go shack up in a hotel. Not that we would have the energy to do anything to make paying for a hotel worthwhile, unless you count me passing out as soon as we walked into the room as jparks serenades me with a chorus of "blowjob? blowjob? blowjob?" all night long worthwhile.

The first part of this trip was spent in New Orleans where we got to see lots of family and friends. We are still on the second part of the trip in Austin where our friends have been really trying to sell me on the idea of buying a house. The biggest selling point is that for what we paid for our tiny townhouse in CA, we could have a huge house with a yard (A YARD!) here. I've got to admit, it is very tempting. Also, jparks dreams of living behind his friend Jeff so they can live out some King Of The Hill fantasy where they stand in an alley and drink beer and say "Yup." So I don't know, we'll have to see what happens.

In unrelated news, my Christmas gift to myself from jparks was a Canon G11, which is rocking my world like you would not believe. Another gift was a photography session in New Orleans and so far I've only seen three of the pictures, but I'm so excited about them. I love how good my hair and skin can look under the careful hand of someone that knows photoshop.

We also did a session of Truman only pictures with jparks' mom and thanks to those pictures I've learned that my child is beyond albino. Come summer I'm not even sure SPF 100 will be enough to protect him.


The only other thing going on lately is that my birthday is quickly approaching and this year it's a big one, 30. I waver back and forth between being okay with 30 and having mild freak outs over it. Of course, it helps to remember that I might be turning 30, but that means my mom is 55 and that's way worse. I'm currently on the hunt for the perfect gift to celebrate this birthday milestone, but have been coming up empty handed. I'm open to suggestions if you know of an awesome gift that says "Hey, you're 30 and it doesn't suck as much as everyone says!" Maybe a snuggie?