We’re back from Galveston. Did you know that it’s actually an island? I didn’t until I went there this week. My friend Cheryl invited us to come and hang out with her and her kids (our husbands both had to work. They’re lame that way) to “escape the heat”. Unfortunately Galveston defies all logic. Despite being on the coast, it’s actually hotter and more humid than it was in Austin. The only relief was to actually get in the water (which is 90º. Really). Not my favorite thing to do. But desperate times call for desperate measures and I actually spent hours in the ocean. If you know me in real life, you won’t say anything about how nice and tan I must be looking. All my children are looking like they have a different ethnicity, but me? I’m still pasty white. Which is how I like it, so it’s all good.
Everything in my car is encrusted with sand, and I’m somehow upright despite early-rising kids coupled with staying up til 2 am every night chatting.
I have the home-from-vacation-and-now-I-realize-how-lame-and-unfun-my-life-actually-is blues. But Mister and I took the kids to Target this evening for
unbridled chaos school supply shopping, which is a bittersweet (mostly sweet) reminder that the kids will soon be out of my hair on a more regular basis.
All in all, it was a lovely way to cap off the summer.
Eleven more days.
P.S. Galveston is looking great, especially since it got absolutely pummeled last September by Hurricane Ike. Most buildings have been rebuilt/repainted/reroofed, but a few looked rather ghostly.
P.S. More pics of my kids in water. Sorry! But it’s hot here so all we do is swim. What else am I supposed to take pictures of? Fighting over whose turn it is to play wii? Just wait until Cheryl gets back. She took piles of really great pictures, but she’s staying at the beach for a few more days.