on hiatus

Since I'm frantically packing for my first solo plane trip with the three kids, this will be quick:

I'm going to Chicago in the morning to spend spring break with my parents and little sister (who has a boyfriend!!!). Yeah, I know it's like spring break in reverse-- we're leaving the warm party place to go to the snowy north, but we tend to be a little bit backwards around here.

My mom has already micromanaged our days into oblivion (Brookfield Zoo, children's museum, St. Patty's Day parade, birthday party with the Wisconsin cousins, Shedd Aquarium, Field Museum, lunch at American Girl Place, Ed Debevik's and probably a million other things I don't know about yet) so I don't plan on posting at all until I get home. I also don't plan on ovulating until I get home (fingers crossed) but you know I don't have the greatest track record lately with telling my body what to do.

Right now I have to pack the fun bags for the airplane, fold a bazillion loads of laundry, finish baking the bread, make dinner and get through the next three hours (yeah, he just called to say he'll be home two hours later than usual) without strangling someone. Or losing them. I thought I lost Isaac this afternoon and spent at least five minutes running around the house, searching for him in toilets and the garage and the backyard, only to find him hiding behind the pillows on our bed, intently watching Designer's Challenge on HGTV.

See ya next week!

--originally published 3/9/06