Hubby is back to work after his month-long vacation (see 'Staycation') and life is returning to normal around here. I love having him home but boy, it's harder to keep my house clean with him here! He's even great around the house but of course, doesn't clean the way I do so it never feels really clean unless I do it! I'm not complaining but I can tell you all the truth!
We went to Disneyland for two days to end our staycation this past week. We met my mother-in-law and hubby's brother there on the second day. We stayed at the Hilton which was very nice. Buglette still has a very difficult time sleeping away from home so none of us slept well. Then to do two days at Disney with not not enough rest is difficult at best but we had fun and made the best of it.
Anything funny happen while we were there you ask... well, of course, it is us after all! We were waiting for our shuttle to the park out in front of our hotel and were chatting with a nice family when a huge (I mean Huge) flying beetle (could it sting? I assumed so) flew into my blouse. Now, if you know me, there's never a lot of, shall we say extra room in any of my blouses due to a few large occupants, so how this thing got down there I'll never understand. But it scared me to death. Hubby was still chatting up our shuttle companions as I did the funky chicken. Oh, did I mention I had like, a ten dollar coffee from the hotel's Starbucks in my hand? So there I am dancing around with this thing in front of our sort-of posh hotel with strangers watching (not to mention my incredibly concerned hubby; read: sarcastically) and my ten-buck coffee goes flying. Beetle-bug of course, disappears, I have left a lovely skinny vanilla latte all over the Hilton's walkway, I am still grossed out by my blouse's visitor and now I have an audience. Just one of my days.
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