How I Spent my Vacation

I've been gone for pretty much a full week. The three of us headed off for our bi-annual vacation to our old haunt, San Diego. Awesome. Soul-filling.

Vacation by the numbers (because I'm secretly a stats geek, even though I hate arithmetic):

• Hours spent at major theme parks: 15 (we opened and closed TWO!)
• Rollercoaster rides, different coasters: 17
• Buckets of seawater wrung from clothes, after "visiting" Shamu: 4
• Live performances seen: 4
• Number of times in front row for said performances: 4
• Pairs of new shoes purchased: 6
• Favorite restaurants visited: 7
• Favorite places visited: tons

Beyond the numbers, favorite moments:

• At the San Diego Symphony concert, watching Child enjoy the heck out of the Swan Lake piece, tapping her toes and bobbing her head.
• Same concert, Child in my lap, watching fireworks go off over the bay and jumping at cannon blasts, to the 1812 overture.
• Losing ourselves in the big tank at the Stephen Birch aquarium. We go there every time.
• Touring the USS Midway, all of us listening avidly to info about the planes/ship.
• Seeing The Merry Wives of Windsor at the Old Globe, in the front row, and having Falstaff plop himself 2 seats away from me, briefly, during the show. Walking out by myself and seeing the Balboa Park clock tower lit blue-green against the sky.
• Swimming in the hotel pool together.
• Child's glee at telling us all the riddles in her new riddle book.
• Hanging out with Hubby and Child, without distractions, for almost a week.

Aaaaahhh.