on the great return (and how I totally failed NaBloPoMo)...

So, I haven't dropped off the face of the earth, contrary to popular belief. (Which is a good thing, I suppose.)

Actually, Jay and I were busy creating madness and other shenanigans in Las Vegas for the last three days. (I usually don't feel compelled to advertise when we're going to be away for a few days. Because, you know, what if some of you crazy kids decided to break into our home and steal all the millions of dollars we have hidden in the walls of our bedroom closet? What then? I would never forgive myself.)

Anyway. Vegas.

We laughed (a lot), we cried (okay, not really), we won (I pretty much owned the $3 blackjack table), we lost (there is a $7 money voucher floating somewhere around the Luxor that I somehow misplaced), we ate things (a lot of things), and it was a lovely time. It was nice to just get away for a few days together, because honestly? We haven't had much time for just "us" lately. Things have been seriously busy. So, I feel completely refreshed after this tiny, little vacation.

That said, I obviously failed NaBloPoMo, which upset me for a good twenty minutes.

me: "Do we have wireless in our room?"
Jay: "Let me check. Um, yeah. It's $14 a day."
me: "WHAT."
Jay: "Why? What's wrong?"
me: "Is that too expensive, do you think? I mean, can we pay for it?"
Jay: "Heck, no."
me: "BUT NOW I'M GOING TO FAIL NABLOPOMO!"
Jay: (blank stare.)
me: "NaBlo...eh, never mind."

So, I gave it a good shot this year. I feel no shame. I think that the idea of posting every day was kind of wearing me thin - at this point, anyway.

However, it does make me laugh that my husband seems to judge my blogging habit. Because last night, as I was falling into bed, I sighed dramatically and said, "There is so much to catch up on!" And he replied by sighing dramatically and saying, "So many blogs to be read!"

How is that for an understanding husband? He knows me too well.