taco? no thanks

Well Smash and J arrived, safe and sound, Saturday afternoon, but they were a little worse for wear...food poisoning...yup, Friday night they decided a little Mexican feast would be fun...not so much. So not only food poisoning, MEXICAN food poisoning...OMG, can you imagine having to get up at the butt crack of dawn to fly for 4 hours SICK? They were both so worn out and feeling awful that when they arrived they went straight to bed...glad they were in a room with an attached bathroom. Of course, since I was a little hungover, it didn't bother me a bit and the Pea and I headed for bed as well...3 hours later we all emerged...well rested, but still not ready to party.

Now normally, a visit with Smash, or any of my family involves lots of food and even more booze and is very loud and hectic and fun. Must say, even though those visits sometimes involve fights and tears, I definitely like them better. Things are back to normal NOW, but wow...Saturday and Sunday were terribly quiet.

Today we went to the beach, it was so nice, being with them and the Pea and just relaxing. No stress, no worries...should have been a little more worried about reapplying my sunscreen, because as I sit here typing I'm feeling that itchy yucky feeling of burnt flesh...and of course the backs of my legs got the brunt so sitting is not exactly fun, but the Pea is still a lovely shade of white so I guess it's ok.

I'm trying not to do any thinking, or analyzing, or worrying about my future during this visit...it's hard of course, because I am worried and I do think about it, and I want to talk to my sister and get her input, but I also just want to enjoy the time we have. I may not see her for another few months and we can talk about all the awful stuff on the phone. We did have a chance to do some talking last night, we went out, just the two of us, but it got old quick, and it was much more fun to talk about other people and work. Oooooh, there was a kinda weird stalker guy at the bar who kept leering at us and listening to our conversation...we finally moved because he was creeping us out, and of course then we had something else to talk about...all the weird, kooky, stalker guys we have ever run across...anyway...

Well, like I said, trying to keep the thinking to a minimum, so not much to say...gonna sign off for now,maybe go grab some Mexican food...hmmm, on second thought, maybe not.