Leaving on a jet plane

We're leaving tomorrow morning for a 5 day family vacation. The plan is to have lots of sand and sun, fishing off the boat, campfires, drinks (not the kids), and lots of laughs. I'm so excited I could just pee! I LOVE going away. See you at the end of next week.

It's the knowing

A couple of nights ago, as I was drifting off to sleep, my husband reached out and caressed my hair and forehead for a moment. I had my back to him, and he was snuggled up behind me. Then his hand stilled, but he left it against my back. It was lovely. The warmth generated from his palm was so relaxing.
I mumbled sleepily " Why does it feel so good to have your hand just resting there?"
"It's the knowing" he replied.
Thinking he meant just knowing that someone is touching you, but not quite sure that was what he meant I mumbled "the knowing?"
"Yeah" he said, "that I love you."
God I love that man.

Spent

Today I took two girls to the mall. Kate and a friend. I wasn't looking forward to going. Kate had been asking for a few weeks now, if we could do our shopping at the mall for her school clothes this year. When she was younger, we picked out all of her fall clothing at W-Mart, KMart etc. She's entering 8th grade this year, and it just wasn't going to cut it. I could see how very much she wanted to get trendy/cool clothes. I bit the bullet, and we headed to the mall.
You see, shopping with Kate is trying at best. She likes the "in" fashions, which are short skirts and baby doll/snug t-shirts, low and I mean low rise jeans. Also tight. The jeans must be tight. It's a virtual landmine for mother and daughter arguments. It took us 4 hours. I managed to keep my mouth shut and my daughter and her friend decently covered.
The girls thoroughly enjoyed themselves, and all of Kate's (and her friend's) school clothes have been purchased. My wallet emptied, and the backseat full, the girls had smiles on their faces.
I guess you could say that it was a successful trip.

Surrogacy happenings

I just spoke with the owner of the agency or service if you will. They received my health letter clearance from my OB and my paperwork from the IVF clinic that I worked with. Now she wants new photos. What? She says they need to be clearer. I take pictures with a digital camera, I load them on my computer and I print the ones I want. There's nothing wrong with my printer, but she wants "actual pictures" like from a printing place. I've already sent her a bunch, more than they requested. I tried to show different sides to myself and my family. One picture was of the four of us at a petting farm. There was a wooden cutout of 4 animals, and each of us had our head through one. I was the lamb, Kate was the pig, you get the idea. I also sent a picture of our house, and a few differents shots of all of us. Some together, some individually. All they asked for was " a clear picture of yourself, and one of you and your family." Well, if I was going to choose a surrogate, I would want as much info as possible to try and get a feel for what her and her family were like.
I guess I'll be heading out later to make pictures.
Then, the owner says, she will get started on matching me. She says she has a couple of couples in mind for me. She talks to them about me first, sends them my profile. If they're interested, she send their profile to me. I can't wait to see what happens.

Here I go again

Well, this must be the 3rd or 4th journal I've started in as many years. I love the idea of having a journal. I just seem to have a hard time keeping one. The pressure of not writing as well as I would like, the idea that my posts need to be lengthy or humorous or frequent even, tends to overwhelm me.
This time I will try not to let those things bother me. I will just write. Grammatically incorrect, short, but more frequent updates.
How does that sound?