Boston, here I come.
I've been having a hard time locating all my old winter clothes and then actually liking the winter clothes I do locate. But I don't care if I look like a huge nerd from 2002 because I'm on vacation- vacation without my kids! But before I take off and forget that I even have kids, I want to thank both Jan and Callie for being brave enough to watch them. I'll thank them now while they're still talking to me. You guys are awesome.
Here's to hoping I can get past all my silly worries and enjoy myself: Will my children die of sadness after 24 hours without mommy? Will I burn with rage when I have to pay $15 to check my bag? Will airport security laugh at my breast pump and confiscate it for no reason? Will I feel like a total loser when I enter Belmont city limits like I did 8 years ago? Will I run into any of my old high schools friends and be ashamed of my muffin top? Will I weep tears of joy when I'm reunited with Jen? Probably. I've really missed her.
Well, that's definitely enough silly worries for now. Relax. Breathe. And go find some thermal underwear. Its gonna be cold.