Its been a little quiet over here in the OCGoodmama online world the past week.
Not the case in my “real world” mama existence on the other hand.
We took off last weekend for an adventure to La Quinta, (aka- “the desert”).
I was recently reminded of how strange it is to call it “the desert” by one of our family members. Yes, Uncle Jon, I just officially named you family here on the blog. Your the real deal my friend.
He remarked on how it doesn’t make sense to call it the “desert”.
Like, we folk around here name things and decide to call them by those things if WE think it makes sense.
Its strange, but its what we local southern californian’s have always named are local hot spots,
If you tell me your headed to one of the above names, I most likely know where your headed.
Were a weird bunch, but I love us.
Hubbs and I packed up our bags
early friday morning (more like late Thursday night).
Hubbs took our car to the office and met us in
“the desert” at the outlets.
Gram & Mam shopped, while Papa and Sam snacked and people watched.
(EKKK! I was so excited…Hubbs never stops at the outlets for more than five minutes, so having Gram along to shop with and Papa along to babysit was HEAVEN).
We kicked the weekend off to such a fun start.
I will leave the rest of the “adventure telling” of the weekend for a post over at GMS.
I had every intention of coming home and writing…
and yet, hello, Thursday.
How are you my friend?
I spent the better part of the last couple days playing with a dear college girlfriend,
“getting started on”my domestic duties,
fighting off an annoying lingering head cold (SNOOZE alert) and reading.
My brain could not focus to write, so instead I read.
And I finally finished this,
(I have also recently become a convert to buying books here when every I get a chance).
Thanks for messing up my little world Jen Hatmaker.
No but seriously, thanks.
It was the most challenging, convicting, heart-exposing, my feet need to hit the pavement and get going type of read.
I don’t think you can put this book down and not feel like your world was a bit interrupted after.
So, that’s all, from the peanut gallery over here.
Until, we meet again, hopefully not so long as this last time.