DAMN.
We returned from our vacation yesterday afternoon, and it was, as people always say, both great and too short. We had a gorgeous condo overlooking a duck pond and featuring a gorgeous soundtrack of rushing artificial waterfall (that is, when we could hear a freakin’ thing what with the kids and all).
We returned to find Newport Beach a toasty 95 degrees, and today, at not quite noon, it is 91. Despite its reputation of a Mediterranean climate, when So Cal bakes, it bakes clear to the beaches. I have 150,000 things to do around the house, including finishing unpacking, tons and tons of laundry, all the sweeping and straightening up we failed to do before we left, and overseeing Sam’s full roster of vacation homework, which we didn’t touch the whole time we were gone. GOD.
Anyway, Ben and the kids are clamoring for my attention, and it is incumbent upon me to take a shower (I slept till 10 a.m., goddammit, because THIS IS THE LAST DAY I CAN) and herd the family off to somewhere with air conditioning, at least until the heat of the day passes. I had hundreds of e-mails when I returned, I’m behind on absolutely everyone’s blog, and my husband WILL NOT SHUT UP. Therefore I am here to say “Hello, I must be going.” See you after I dig out from under.
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Rebecca says:
Welcome back! You were quite missed. So glad the vacation was all you wanted it to be. See you when you are able to emerge!
Sunday, April 13, 2008 12:12 pm
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Sunday, April 13, 2008 11:04 pm
Diane says:
Welcome back! I feel for you guys with your heat wave. When will you turn your AC on so you can stay at home in lovely cool comfort?
Tuesday, April 15, 2008 11:04 am
Gretchen says:
Hee, Diane, that is one of the central ironies of living here. Everybody says “Oh, we’re a the coast, we get an ocean breeze, we don’t need air conditioning.” Except when we do.
We have an old-fashioned wall unit in the master bedroom and when things get really oppressive, the family holes up in there.
My dream is for a central heating/cooling system with air filter (my husband has dust allergies, and possible a couple of my kids), with noiseproof glass windows. Perfect for those hot hot days, the college kids who scream outside our bedroom windows at 2 a.m. on weeknights, and the incessant airplane noise (We are less than a mile from John Wayne Airport).
Tuesday, April 15, 2008 1:57 pm
Tara says:
Ah yes, the blessing and curse of vacation!
Monday, April 21, 2008 6:00 am