I haven't felt so relaxed in months...probably since my honeymoon trip to Ireland in June. This week Happy and I turn 46 and 30 years old on October 2nd and 3rd. We originally wanted to stay a week in Paris, but that trip had to wait until later because we did not expect to fall in love with Robbie like we did, and part of the contract we signed in order to become his foster parents was that we wouldn't take him out of the country. Instead we decide to take it in another direction, an outdoorsy week in Scotland. We packed our stuff up and headed to the Isle of Rona, which is a lovely sparsley populated island on Scotland's west coast.
We've rented a cottage close to the coast. We have been kayaking, hiking on many amazing trails. This place is so full of natural beauty, especially now when the leaves are turning colors and the weather is more crisp. Robbie is in love with this place, this is his first real trip, hes so cute in his wide-eyed wonder. He chases after every little lizard bird and squirrel. He is super pumped about tommarorw, were going horseback riding. By the time we get back to the cottage around six or so, I send the boys to wash up while i make dinner. I know alot of people may be against the idea of cooking on your vacation, but i find cooking for my family to be one of the most rewarding parts of my life. Last night I served pheasant with roasted veggies, butternut squash soup and fresh warm bread (i got that at the local bakery, i dont do bread). Then we finished with my mother's famous apple strudel (i do make that, and from scratch) and apple cider, with a little whiskey for the grown-ups. We finished the dishes and general clean up around nine and we put Robibie to bed and Happy reads him a little story while i take a shower then we head outside to the porch on the swing and its pretty amazing. Im sure all of our friends have had enough of me bragging about our sexcapades, so let me just say this. Going two weeks without sex may not be such a bad idea because its that much more wow when you actually get a chance to. Mind Blowing! Theres nothing like rediscovering your husbands tight little body after a dozen or so days apart. I am blissed out.
When Friday afternoon comes i will not bevery content with the idea of leaving the Isle of Rona. I'll probably be seated by the window of the jet with Robbie sitting on my lap waving good bye. All good times must come to an end, which is okay because the next day our good friend Richard Branson is throwing us a joined birthday party at Sketch. Goodtimes, so if any of you are in the area your welcome to come. Itt be my first all grown up birthday party, but not just mine Happy too. Oh btw its kid friendly. Come, get fed have a few drinks and meet some cool folks.
If Jesus has the power, then so do I
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