My only saving grace came today as Mike and I were sitting on a patio eating a hot dog and $1 can of PBR. Yes, it was just Mike and I sitting there under the sun, as Gwen was with her grandmother. Tomorrow that hot dog will be some Mexican flair and that PBR will be a Tecate. The cars driving by will be the ocean. I long for a week with just my husband, too much sun, and the ability to nurse a hangover in peace.
I am also a bit calmer than expected because Gwen is just loving her grandmother. Her grandfather has the car packed in Tulsa ready to make an early exit to see her. Gwen will be surrounded by true love and that is more than I can ask for.
The below picture is when the tears started flowing. Gwen got on top of my suitcase and laid down. The mom in me would love to take her with us, but the wife in me is going to be content with a picture.






