I often joke that my sweet husband doesn’t know why we put kitchens in houses. For awhile I’d say that he thinks we only store Cokes in the kitchen and dinner is done by magic. However, once he got his very own Soda Machine; he has no real reason for walking into the kitchen. EVER.
First, I know it has been like a day or so — which is totally not normal for me. However, I must admit that since BlogHer, my list of blog reading got too big and I am now forced to trim, lest I spend every waking hour reading and none writing or bathing — yes, we can debate later as to which is worse.
My son is so very much like me. Prince used to note that one (of the many) weird things about me is that if I had to get up to go to work, I’d stay in bed as long as humanly possible. It just was not possible for me to wake up bright and cheery on a work day. However, on Saturday, I couldn’t sit still. I’d bounce out of bed by 7am bright and ready to take on my world. This seems to annoy the Prince to no end.
Again with all the forgetting. I forgot to tell you all about our trip to the famous theme park. Can I just say it was AMAZING? Can I say that I love this part of the world a little bit more for having this thrilling place so close? Can I mention that at the admission prices I may never be going back without a deal?
Ok, photos of a goody bag are pretty much the defination of a cop-out post for the day. And since I have TOO much to share today, I thought we needed an second post. Cut me some slack folks, it isn’t like I’ve spoken to humans in a few days 
I would like to welcome you to Hell, or my life, really, you decide which you’d call it. I’ve thought of the best ways to share this crap with you, but I thought letting you see my To Do list would be enough to cause you to poke your own eyes out send me REALLY nice gifts for my birthday. Yes, folks it is *THAT* time of year, when I become the most annoying human in the world begin to remind each of you that my birthday is coming. It is the middle of September, cards, letters, and presents are welcome all month. We like to celebrate the Queen’s birthday in stages and throughout the month of September. I have BIG plans for my birthday this year — I may even let you in on them, oh, but not today.
Just so you can understand what a true royal welcome home is all about. These are all things that have occured in the 24 hours I’ve been home.