We had a wonderful vacation.
We did some of this:
I think he looks good in a kayak.
We biked for miles, and now I spend way too much time surfing craigslist for bikes. I want a townie.
We went to a place called Glass Mountain, which is a giant pile of obsidian glass, formed by lava a very long time ago. At one point my step-brother commented "don't you feel like we should be taking turns holding the ring of power?" It did feel like something out of a fantasy novel, Mordor or something of the like.
And we did other relaxing vacation-y things, like roasting marshmallows and reading for fun and sleeping outside as deer trolled through. It was a perfect break from everything, which is exactly what I needed.
And now I'm back. We are seven months, five days today, according to my ticker. In a couple weeks we'll both be too busy to completely mind the wait, though. Andrew is back in school on the 29th and I'm starting my master's program on the 23rd. I know, it's a lot. Don't worry, though little one. We're ready to stop everything when you get here. There's still plenty of room for you. ♥