Beachin'

Here it is, Saturday, and I've frittered away the day.  Or has the day frittered itself from me?  I was busy with household chores, catching up from being on vacation, and trying to rest after a hellish work week of 39 hours in four days.  Yep.  I'm one tiiiiired gal!

I got to thinking as I was busying myself around here, and remembered that a year ago, I was dealing with my son Brian and his little saga.  It's funny as parents what we'll do for our kids when they're in need.  And sometimes, doing nothing is the best thing we can do -- letting them figure things out on their own and deal with the consequences of choices.  And sometimes, we just have to help them out.   After a week of living with a nutjob woman, he asked to come home again.  And I let him.  Because I told him at the start it wouldn't work, but he had to find out on his own.  And I let him.  :)

It was a whirlwind trip to Calif with my kids.  We also hit the beach:  Manresa State Beach as it was one of the few dog friendly beaches around.

We had a great time doing simple things:  Helping the folks around the house, playing card games and Yahtzee, and spending lots of time together.

It's nice to go on vacation,
and equally nice to be home again, too. :)