Summer Plugging Along

I'm trying to squeeze in a quick post tonight, because I won't be able to write again until Monday.

This week has been a blur so far. On Sunday, Shannon came over to have Clint dye her hair. I don't know if I've mentioned this in the past, but my husband is like the family's hairdresser. He's a pro at highlighting and/or dying hair, and of course he refuses to use the boxed-stuff from the store. He actually goes to a beauty-supplier to get the professional developers and creams that the salons use. So Shannon drives down to our house about once a month now to have Clint freshen up her highlights. As a thank you, she brings everyone dinner. It's awesome. The last time she was here, we played Just Dance while her hair was developing. It was funny, because she was dancing with all of these chunks of foil bouncing around on her head. This time, we didn't dance, but we did talk, a LOT. No surprise there.

Clint was off on Monday, and since the kids were in Vegas with his parents, we decided to go to the movies. Of all the grown-up movies we could finally watch, what do we end up choosing? Kung-Fu Panda 2. For the second time. I can't help it...that cartoon is beyond awesome. But to be fair, we actually watched it in 3D the second time around (which didn't really add anything to the overall experience, in my opinion, other than jacking up the cost of our tickets). That night we had Small Group at Matt and Alana's. It was fun, as usual, and over way too soon for someone who is now staying up way too late.

Yesterday, with the kids still away, Clint came home from work and we decided to go on a date. We treated ourselves to an overpriced Italian restaurant, and actually sat there for nearly two hours, talking. It was nice. Unfortunately that night I couldn't sleep, so I finally got up a 3:00 a.m. and sat in the office, writing. It was the best bout of insomnia ever, because I ended up writing nearly an entire chapter of my manuscript. When Clint's alarm went off at 4:45 this morning, I was still burning the midnight oil (so to speak). He crawled out of bed and I hollered "Hi babe!" I was feeling so chipper at getting a chapter "almost" written. He, on the other hand, asked, "Have you been up ALL night?!" and talked me into going back to bed. I crashed shortly after 5:00 a.m., and slept until about 9ish this morning. I feel tired now, but not extraordinarily tired. I think I am really starting to make my peace with these little bouts of insomnia.

Today I spent the day doing laundry, typing up my chapter (since I had hand-written the stupid thing) and working in the RV. I cleaned the counters, dusted, moved in some blankets and pillows, and filled the cabinets with DVDs and games. The kids finally came home from their trip around 5:00 this evening, and we sat in the RV, watching "Tangled" on our new, itty-bitty flat screen. Clint thought it was funny that we were all enjoying some media time in the tiny confines of the RV, instead of taking advantage of the big screen inside the house.

Tomorrow I have some shopping to do to get ready for our trip, and then Friday morning, we're off to Soledad Canyon to try out the RV. Crossing my fingers that everything runs smoothly!