Saturday, June 28, 2008

Cinderella


I went on a little trip. RB and I headed out on our first romantic getaway in several years. (Good Lord... why did we come back?) I was pampered and waited on for 5 days. Treated like a queen! People cooked breakfast for me and then delivered it to me. People cleaned my room and made my bed as I dressed up and ate fine dinners. People snuck in and left chocolates on my pillow and turned on soft music as I sipped wine and listened to live music. They even chauffered us around and recommened all sorts of fun things to do. Yep, it was some vacation. Now this is how life should be.

We went to North Carolina to the Biltmore Mansion. We stayed there at the Biltmore Inn. This is the most unbelievable place in the world! We experienced the "romace package" and let me just say we lived like Kings for the week. The staff was so friendly and seemed genuinely to love the place. Everybody had a story to tell and all the staff knew each other like good old friends. The property has several dining options and we found every morsel of food to be DELICIOUS. The weather was perfect, the people nice, the food fantastic, the scenery gorgeous, and the trip divine. We took tours, carriage rides, shopped, dined, tasted wine, had tea, got massages, and even took a second or two to take in the local beauty. I would certainly say go if you ever get the chance... uh, leave your diet at home though.

Getting back home- we picked up the kids. We were so happy to see there little faces and hear all their little stories. They seemed to have grown and changed so much in just those few days. Happy, happy, happy. We were so happy to see them and them us... we were happy to get home... we were happy to sleep in our own beds- Not so happy to get back to life though.
Hunter got up early and made me a birthday breakfast. I thought the sentiment was lovely but the stress of seeing him adding to the house work load to be done was hard to get past. Greasy breakfast mess... try to remain calm. He is quite the chef even grating potatoes to make hash browns. At 13 he still has some studying to do in the cleaning up department. Pancakes, sausage, eggs, and hash browns. YIKES! Did I mention how much food we ate on vacation? I gotta get back to some normalcy in my diet! Still-Sweet...he is very sweet!

With breakfast all finished, house work was first agenda for the day. YUCK. RB had gotten up early and was back to work too. Life had resumed and I was finding myself a bit depressed. The attachment for the vacuum had gone missing and I was holding back tears. Maybe it is just hormones.

I turned 34 on the drive home from NC. RB and I celebrate 10 years of marriage this September. Bitter sweet is what that is. Happy to be here. Happy to be married to a great man and have 3 beautiful sons but sad to see life zooming past at such unbelievable speed. Back to the day to day where you so easily forget what a blessing life is... you get stuck in the rut and forget to look around and "smell the roses".

Cat litter box and frog tank to clean and lots of dog and cat hair EVERYWHERE. Yep, it is easy to forget about smelling roses.


Friday- RB is done with work for this week. We have big plans to take the kids and Ma to see Wall-E. HOW CUTE! We all loved it. Kan was super happy to munch his goodies and watch his voovie (movie). When it ended he said "Mom, I watch this 2 times". Apparently good enough for an encore.


It is good to be home with these boys... cat and dog, and even frogs.

3 comments:

Little Patch of Heaven said...

What a great feeling - relaxation. My husband and I did this last November. So relaxing.

Elaine said...

I have been telling my husband for a couple years that I want to go to Biltmore! At my last house I painted my dining room and family room with colors from the Biltmore Estates paint collection. I'm going to do my bedroom and dining room at this house with different colors from that collection. I am so jealous!

Anonymous said...

well, you have a beautiful face so i think you can pull off any type of hair

McCain