Vacationland

No, I'm not talking about the motto for the state of Maine. I'm talking about the blessed event known as winter vacation. So far, this break has been just shy of perfection and only makes me look forward to April break even more. Not that I don't love my job- you all know I am super librarian by now- but vacation is a time to do all the things you can't seem to find time to do all week long. Like watch Price is Right in your pajamas. Or go for a run at noon. Or shop at the mall for 6 hours straight.

I've been a little neglectful of the old blogaroo this week, I was taking a little break from my weekly norm. But I missed my audience, and my ego wants to think you missed me too.

My end of the week plans have been stymied, but I am sure my sudden availability will result in a million and one invites to fabulous parties all over the city. In fact, I already got invited to a concert and a dinner party tonight. So... although my disappointment lies heavy I think I'll make it through, and maybe even manage to enjoy the rest of my freedom.

Today I went with my cousin to her ultrasound appointment. For those of you who have only ever seen ultrasounds on television (much like me, only a few short hours ago), let me tell you: it's one of the scariest, coolest, most emotional things I have ever seen. There was another HUMAN, a relative of mine, growing inside my cousin. I'm sure for her these ultrasounds are old hat, but I had to catch my breath more than once. It also made me realize something: I know I'll want one of my own. Someday. I'm not ready yet, but I will be. And I'm sure when I am it will be just as amazing and scary and cool.

Happy vacation week, people. I'll try to update soon but I can't be held responsible for being MIA when there are so many movies and so much music to catch up on.