Woke up this morning and realized it has already been a week since our wonderful weekend at the Kalahari Resort Waterpark in Wisconsin Dells. I wish I had the means to spend every weekend there. It was so nice. Indoor Waterparks in the cold months - what could be better. The sound of rushing water was very soothing.
Today was spent beginning our hotel reservations throughout Europe and trying to pick a place to stay in Key West for May 2, 2007 - May 6, 2007 for the Singer Songwriter Festival. Our top choices are now Eden House, The Mermaid and the Alligator, and for lower cost Jasmine House. Eden House looks nice, about $140 for a small room, $160 for a slightly bigger room a night. Jasmine House seems cheaper, and waiting to see what the Mermaid and the Alligator has to say. The Mermaid house is the farthest off Duval Street, but they have a dog - and that, well that may just be the icing on the cake. (Ended up picking Marrero's Guest House, supposedly haunted and looking forward to being close to all the areas where the singers and songwriters are!)
Alan is finally making our reservations throughout Europe. Our first Hotel, Jurys in Dublin, Ireland. He decided to book us there all 3 days. From Ireland to Germany, the heart of the trip and Christmas markets!
Alan lived in Germany for 3 years and yearns to go back. He will honor our World War II dead at the museums and war memorials. After paying our respects in Berlin we are off to the Christmas markets!. Of course I want to see fairies and castles. So after Ireland and a wee bit of magic, we will be off to my other favorite time - Christmas and my other most favorite place, Neuschwanstein Castle.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Saturday Mornings:
It is funny how saturday mornings have changed over the years. I had my kids early in life. Married at 20, first baby at 21. And I always had to work because I married young. When the kids were little, they would wake me up at like 6am and I would wish for the days they could make their own cereal and let me sleep just a little longer. Then at 6 years old, they got their own cereal and watched cartoons until 8 and it was nirvana. My mornings started a little gentler. The teen years I was back to being up early for a variety of sports activities and school activities. Sitting on bleachers or being at various events.
Now, they have jobs and either go to school full time or part time - the oldest worked an overnight shift, stumbled in at 8am and will sleep all day - the 19 year old will probably wake up around 11am - (she needs her beauty sleep) and then do some chores, visit friends and then homework for college. I have her home one more year until she transfers to a university.
Now my saturday mornings consist of my husband and I just quietly sitting on the couch looking at each other - The dog snoring and the tv playing. I miss the 3 year old clammoring for cereal. Or the 13 year old needing to go to football practice. My memories today keep me company.
It is funny how saturday mornings have changed over the years. I had my kids early in life. Married at 20, first baby at 21. And I always had to work because I married young. When the kids were little, they would wake me up at like 6am and I would wish for the days they could make their own cereal and let me sleep just a little longer. Then at 6 years old, they got their own cereal and watched cartoons until 8 and it was nirvana. My mornings started a little gentler. The teen years I was back to being up early for a variety of sports activities and school activities. Sitting on bleachers or being at various events.
Now, they have jobs and either go to school full time or part time - the oldest worked an overnight shift, stumbled in at 8am and will sleep all day - the 19 year old will probably wake up around 11am - (she needs her beauty sleep) and then do some chores, visit friends and then homework for college. I have her home one more year until she transfers to a university.
Now my saturday mornings consist of my husband and I just quietly sitting on the couch looking at each other - The dog snoring and the tv playing. I miss the 3 year old clammoring for cereal. Or the 13 year old needing to go to football practice. My memories today keep me company.
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