To me, “busy” is a 4-letter word. Anyone who knows me knows I hate to be busy. Rarely does anything of importance get accomplished (at least by me) in the midst of busyness. Being busy means I have too much on my plate, and I am not the type of person that likes to be spread too thin.
I definitely have a To-Do list for my day-to-day life. As a wife and mother, I have multiple tasks to accomplish each day in order for our home to run smoothly. My kids need clean clothes to wear (even if they sometimes have to get them out of the dryer because I didn’t have time to fold them). My family needs meals prepared each day (even though they would happily subsist off of Pop Tarts and Wheat Thins if I let them). Each of those things require planning and doing and completing. On a daily basis.
So when it comes to vacations, I like unplanned, take-it-as-it-comes itineraries. I like the thought of not knowing (or caring!) where my next meal will come from. I like walking where my feet will take me and enjoying everything I see, smell, touch, and hear along the way. I also like being with people who are stronger than I, who will plan things out and invite me to join them. This list of “likes” was the recipe for my mini-vacation last weekend, and barring the 3-hour flight delay, it was perfect.
Alicia and Jody (see my previous post called Friends) picked me up from SFO on Wednesday after a crazy-long delay caused by crazy-ass Dallas weather. The only p-l-a-n-s we had was reservations at a speakeasy that I had never been to before at 9:00, which ended up being cancelled since I didn’t even land until 10:30. I was very disappointed (since the girlfriends I was meeting had both been there with *my* husband before!) but exhaustion took over, and we just went back to the hotel to get into our jammies and drink wine and talk. Which we did until we fell asleep. Times like that make for better memories than a certain destination necessarily would. Plus, I can always go back to Bourbon and Branch, but I would never be able to have that night with friends, talking into the wee hours, over again.
|Good Morning, San Francisco!|
We couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful day to walk and shop and eat and shop some more. I fiiiiinallllly got to go to everybody’s favorite dim-sum place that I had heard so much about.
|My daughter is Adorable if I do say so myself!!|
|Donkey joined us for cocktails. Hellooo!!! I told my daughter I’d show her donkey a good time!|