Vacation Hangover

I’m back.

And I mean that in the most “I’m back, but so out of it that I don’t really remember my name” kind of way.

I’ve spent the last week taking a baby on airplane trips and meeting my husband’s extended family and driving and, egads!, more driving and going to rehearsal dinners and weddings and seeing my little brother out at a bar (ew) and attempting not to strangle my parents when they are snotty to me and others in public and going to interviews for new jobs that I really don’t want to take because I already am raising my daughter and that is a full time job PEOPLE!

Now I am attempting to recover from all of this by laying on my couch and watching old Friends reruns and Grey’s Anatomy episodes. But I promise, as soon as the neutrons start firing again, I’ll be back to tell everyone how Trent got a dirty man arrested and how Lucy rolled over and how I am undeniably the worst-ever player of the game Catch Phrase. Wish me luck in my recovery.