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It's not that I haven't had anything to blog about since March, but I had this thing called "writer's block" where I just couldn't commit anything down.
It really was annoying.
And then I thought about the last few days.
Yesterday I took my daughter to the beach. Just me and my gal.
We went to the beach because a friend of mine from out of state happened to be vacationing at the beach and I wanted to see her.
I haven't seen her in 11 years.
I've known her for over 40 years. That's all my life.
You have to understand that this was the friend that I "grew up" with.
I saw her at least twice a week, every week, throughout my entire childhood.
Anyway, this friend, who still holds a special place in my heart, took to my daughter like glue. Within five minutes my daughter was ready to leave me for her. And I wasn't even jealous because I was ready to follow my friend to the ends of the earth within five minutes too. Some people just have that affect on us, I guess.
This special beach trip of ours did exhaust us, though.
Did you ever notice that when you spend a whole day at the beach, even if you are just sitting in the sun, watching your childhood friend bury your kid in the sand, you are exhausted and sort of feel like a walking zombie the next day? I love that feeling.
That feeling is even better when you are a kid and you are on vacation at the beach and you have nothing to do but play at the beach all day for a week. Pure awesomeness.
We only had a day at the beach and today my daughter and I were sort of doing the zombie-after-beach-thing. And I have pink eye and a sore throat so I had to go to the doctor today. And I had to pick my car up from the fix it place to the tune of six hundred and thirty two dollars (that's enough to make anyone a zombie). And I had laundry to do and coffee-filter butterflies to make.
Seriously. It's been a full day.
A part of me was ready for bed before I even put dinner on the table.
But then we walked to the store after dinner and had to get the kids ready for bed.
Every night my husband reads Bible Stories in our bed to my daughter before bed time. It's a sweet bedtime ritual that gives them their special time and it gives me some time to myself. I was half-listening to what my husband was reading and I heard him say, "Jesus needed some disciples, so he went to Barnes and Noble."
I started giggling.
My husband is not especially fond of being interrupted during Bible Story time, so I got the look.
"What did you say?" I asked him.
"I said, 'Jesus needed some disciples, so he went to look for helpers'."
"Oh. It sounded like 'so he went to Barnes and Noble'."
My daughter can't help herself. She starts giggling.
My husband says, "Well, if it were today, maybe he would go to Barnes and Noble, but back then he went to some fishermen."
My daughter giggles some more.
I think to myself that really, you probably could find anything you want at Barnes and Noble. Kinda like Target.
I can't help myself. I smile at my daughter and say, "Barnes and Noble."
She giggles harder.
My husband and I both say "Shhh!" because we don't want her to wake her brother, but I am smiling.
Because my daughter is starting to get my sense of humor.
It makes me feel like at least if she followed one of my friends back to their house, she'd take me with her.
