I know what you mean. I am so far behind that I was just going to give up and not even post anymore
Hi to everyone, wow those desserts look amazing. I will be able to try some when we go in
14 days!!!! I never get dessert, I just want to get back out into the park and don't want to spend the money. But this time we are doing the
free dining so I am going to get to try some of these decadent looking things. I am getting sooo excited. I printed the kids, well all of us, out a spread sheet so everyone can figure out which clothes they want to take. We have never stayed where we didn't have our own washer and dryer so I have only allowed everyone 3 of any type of clothes. They are so excited that they get to pack more. DD said "you mean I can pack anything I want?!?!"
DH will be back tomorrow night.

I miss him so much. He mentioned the other day that this will be an annual trip

And he has to go to Australia the last week of Nov., first week of Dec.
This heat is crazy. I love it hot but this is too much. The thermostat in our pool says the water is 97 degrees!!! And that is after I drained some and had the hose in it for an hour

I figure it is getting us ready for Disney. Of course I want it to be cool next week, DS starts football practice on Monday, they go 3 days with the helmets, then switch to 2 a day practices with full pads
All these aches and pains you all have

I am pretty lucky. Nothing major to report here.
I love everyone's sleepwalking stories. My DB used to have night terrors when he was little, he would wake the whole house. DH has something similar. He will wake up and start doing things that make no sense. The first time I woke up to find him in the closet trying to shut a door between our room and the townhouse next door so we wouldn't hear their dog bark. After we moved into our house it got worse. We have a bungalow. We sleep upstairs and there is a ledge right outside our door I woke up and he was standing on this ledge insisting that the smoke alarm was going off and he needed to stop it. I had to very gently get him off there before he fell 15 feet straight to the bottom of the stairs. This isn't even counting the times I get woken up with him smacking at me, 'trying to kill the spiders' that are crawling on me. It makes it very interesting when you live with someone like that. And the worst part is he has no memory of it the next morning and I want to shoot him.
Gotta go, it's time for my daily wake-up call to Beijing
