On some of my darker days, I’ve woken up in the morning to the sad notion that “I have nothing to look forward to.” As one of the grandfathers at Monkey’s preschool says, “Parenting young ones is like Groundhog Day: the same dang thing every day.” (I added in the “dang” part). I love this guy, by the way. Love it when he picks up Monkey’s friend from school. He looks just like James Cromwell of Babe fame….

Yeah, Grandpa totally looks like him. Only without the pig — which is too bad because LOVE PIGS (as you know), so if he had one, I’d be all over it.

Where were we? IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!

So, so, SO! I have something very exciting coming up. FOR ME. FOR MEEEEEE! (And extra “E”s are WARRANTEDDDDD!!!)

By the grace of the UNIVERSE and some very GIVING loved ones, I am….

I’M GOING TO BERMUDA!!!!!

And that’s not ALL….

BY MYSELF!!!!!

Yes, I’m going to Bermuda. Hold on a second. Can we get a little bling here, please?

OHH YEEEAAAAHHHH!

Gorgeouses, I’m going to Bermuda for four days (three nights) at the end of the month to see one of my BEST FRIENDS OF ALL TIME — “Erna” — and her awesome fiance Matthew get married. I honestly didn’t think I was going to make it. With the economy the way it is right now, who’s traveling? But, (and I can’t get into it here) MIRACLE stepped in. And MAMA’S GOING TO BERMUDA!

By myself….

I’m not sure how I’ll handle being without my kids, in all seriousness. I haven’t been sans kids for THREE AND A HALF YEARS. And, all of a sudden, I’m going FAR AWAY for three nights? Four mornings without Rascal’s morning snuggles? I don’t know how I’ll deal.

Oh, but I’ll deal….

In the meantime, we are officially in OPERATION: BERMUDA mode. The diet dial is on full BLAST so I can MAYBE get into a bathing suit when I go walking along the beach ALONE with iPOD.

Gorgeouses, I’m going to Bermuda. I’m going ALONE. I’m going to PARTAY. I’m going to see Erna get married….

Love!
xo Haley-O