Sep 11, 2012
Readers, I don't know what your vacations are like, but I came back from Provincetown feeling pooped. I had a wonderful time and we enjoyed excellent weather (except for the two days when it rained), but I'm weary. Do you ever find yourself needing a vacation-vacation? It sounds so self-indulgent.
Thankfully, Michael and I are alone again, Cathy having moved in temporarily with friends and Simplicity staying with her grandparents. Confidentially, I wouldn't be surprised if they end up doing the lion's share of the parenting as motherhood doesn't come naturally to my cousin, a party girl at heart.
Since I'm not sewing right now, but rather dealing with the challenges of renewed decluttering, today I thought I'd share some photos from our trip -- fewer this time since so much photography was devoted to our own Poseidon-in-pettipants.
Still, we managed to take a few shots of things of other things we saw (and ate, as Michael cooked up a storm).
You can view our Provincetown photos here.
And of course, Cathy's peachy-beachy photo shoot can be seen here.
In other news, I'm just under halfway through Emma, and I'm finding it tough going. Do you ever just give up on a book -- a classic, no less -- when it doesn't hold your interest, or do you try to muscle your way forward, hoping it picks up in a chapter or two? I usually finish what I start, but this book has become a long, slow slog for me. Maybe I should just read the Cliff Notes. Does it get better later on?
Readers, I do hope you're falling into the fall spirit with ease and grace. It's cooler here in NYC already -- definitely a hint of imminent sweater weather in the air.
And now it's time to face all those piles -- and Jane Austen.
Have a great day, everybody!
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