Man, it's cold here. But in all honesty, I haven't felt as cold as I thought. While living it up in the 85 degree weather I kept thinking "boy, it's going to suck when we go home to the cold." But really so far it hasn't. I mean geez, it's not like I work outside all day in it or something shoveling. Before we left St. Thomas Dennis threw his jeans into our carry-on bag. He was already wearing wind pants but said he might need to put them on over those pants when we landed in Boston. I was like "what the frick, we're not WALKING home from the airport ya know!"
So we are home, and although we had a FABULOUS time, relaxing and sipping drinks by the ocean, all the wonderful things you are supposed to do on an all inclusive second honeymoon type vacation, I was missing the kids and so happy to get home to them. There is only so many days you can lay around in the sun, sipping Pina Colada's and eating. Apparently my threshold is 4, although I'm sure I could have sucked it up for 1 or 2 more days if I had to.
So how was St. Thomas? In short, different and fabulous. The weather was wonderful, our first 3 days were not too hot, just warm with a beautiful soft breeze. Then the clouds cleared, the wind died down and it got pretty downright hot. But still good. I must say though, my HAIR hates St. Thomas. It is an enemy of St. Thomas and I'm not sure they should meet again for a while. From the instant I stepped off the plane and onto the tarmac, feeling the warm fragrant air touch my skin, my hair became insane. There is no other word for it. It was just insane. Frizzy. Sticking up in weird directions. About 2 inches shorter than when we left Boston. It even looked an odd color to me, and there was nothing I could do with it for the entire trip. Nothing at all. Luckily there was no one I knew there who cared what my hair looked like, so it didn't make too much of a difference. Usually I forgot about it until I happened by a mirror and then realized with a start that I was just not looking my best. Oh well. But our trip was still great, we had a good time and relaxed together, which we did need. The kids were so well taken care of, I hardly worried at all. When we talked to them they said they missed us, Abbey was a little pissed because we hadn't taken her with us, and Jack mostly sounded distracted. I know it is because he was watching t.v. I have huge and giant thanks for my Aunt Gail, my cousin Colleen and my parents, but most of my thanks have to go to Uncle Matt & Caitlin, you had the most child fun filled hours logged onto the spreadsheet. You guys were awesome. Thank you. Thank you. Yes, this many people rotated taking care of the kids while we were gone, and yes, I did have a spreadsheet. Excel. It takes a village people!
So I will have some more pictures to share later, and more stories I'm sure, but for now I am just tired and must go to bed. Our flight yesterday was 4 hours delayed, getting us home at 12:45 am at which point I couldn't settle down and fall asleep, even though I had to get up at 6:30 for work and to get the kids off to school. It's catching up with my now. Thank goodness for the time change. My internal St. Thomas clock thinks it is still only 9. Phew.