off the road again

More than anything in the world, I love our bed, which doesn’t have strange lumps, springs, or squeak along with the movement of your chest as you breathe. I also love our house that doesn’t smell of animals or cigarette smoke, and cause my allergy-ridden head to a’splode. I’m tired of coughing, painfully-congested chests, itchy-eyes, and sinus headaches. And, I’m tired of travelling. I think we’ll stay home for a while.

We put off travelling back to Chattanooga last weekend because we were already tired of these things from Christmas and I hoped a weekend at home where I didn’t work until 9 or 10 at night might actually let me rest and “get over” this sinus and coughing crap. Seemed to work pretty well, and we were already planning to make our late Christmas rounds this weekend when we got the call that we were now needed to stay through Monday for a funeral. James’ step-dad’s mother had finally succombed to a very lengthy illness, and they hoped to have the grandsons for pallbearers. So, we managed to get more visiting in that we’d planned in the form of spending most of the day Sunday at the funeral home.

Sunday night we spent with the other side of JT’s fam, where I got to spend an hour or so being quizzed by his little brother, who has recently become a huge Star Wars fan. He is eight, and when he discovered Star Wars he wanted to worship his big brother for all his knowledge, but was quickly deferred to me. Part of our pre-Christmas detour en route to my family was specifically to drop off Eps 1, 2, & 3 for him to borrow over the holidays, because he’d called me and asked so nicely — even though I knew he was getting the movies from “Santa” anyway. So, Sunday night, having now seen all the movies ONCE, he is ready to stand toe to toe and challenge me to trivia — he’s so cute. I schooled him gently but firmly, and am confident that he continues to have awe for my great wisdom. I told him when he’d seen the movies 50 times each, maybe we could talk again. He also showed me a Star Wars figurine he picked up over Christmas, which he was very proud of and assured me he would never take out of the box. He hopes to begin a collection. It got me thinking that if he manages to maintain his love for the movies through October, and perhaps if he can by then answer a few quiz questions from me, that I might offer up probably the best birthday present I could give him: passing on my figurine collection. I’m seriously considering it. Yeah. Freaks me out, too.

ANYWAY, I still babble. I can do that because I’m comfortable in my own bed, typing away on the laptop and breathing fresh air. Once again we have a huge pile of laundry that smells like cigarette smoke that has to be washed, but that one gets tackled tomorrow. Didn’t even sit down in front of the work computer tonight either. At first I felt terrible that we’re so busy that we’re barely making our deadlines at work and then I had to ask for Monday off, but after working through Friday until 2:30am to make sure things my Monday things were done, I don’t feel so bad. Yeah, that can wait until tomorrow.

I’d also like to take a moment to wish all the December and January birthday people that we know and haven’t been able to keep up with happy birthdays. I’m hoping perhaps this weekend will be a good time for a little girl-time, perhaps brunch or lunch and some shopping? Anybody who has read this far interested? Also, let me take another moment to say hey to , whom we attempted to visit today before we left Chattavegas. I don’t know if it was all the quick junk we’d been grabbing all weekend or whether you’ve whipped those guys into shape, but that mid-afternoon dinner at Longhorn, the service, and especially that perfect margarita, certainly hit the spot. We had one more stop to make after, so we couldn’t stick around and didn’t get your reply until we were already on the way.

And now, I’ll stop so I can watch tonight’s new Medium. /end babble.

ps. Stacy, I didn’t forget you. I’ll look up that purse link and send it to you tomorrow!