ME Time!!

I've noticed recently that I can't do ANYTHING without thinking about the potential to blog about it. Whether I'm driving or laying down to catch a nap, my mind races with what I want to write in my next blog entry. Unfortunately, I don't get to complete even 1/2 of what I want to write about. It's a weird sickness, an addiction maybe, and seriously pretty pathetic. To battle all this mind racing (and a bunch of other things) I got some me-time yesterday and relaxed with a much needed 1-hour massage. To say it was heaven is putting it lightly.

Now I have this problem when getting a massage. I always go into it planning to just lay there quietly and peacefully and think about what makes me happy and relaxed. However, I almost always find myself talking through almost the entire darn thing. This time, though, I vowed I'd put a stop to my bad habit and just RELAX and boy did I. It was amazing. So instead of chatting, I just had random visions of vacations flashing in my mind. The first one was...

With a few of my good friends having recently been to Disney World, I am just Jonesing to go back. It is my favorite place in the world to vacation and all I could think about was Main Street USA (minus the crane that is in this picture from our 11/2006 vacation).

But, I lay there thinking - ok REALLY, I love Disney, but it IS a lot of work....getting up early, lots of walking, lots of waiting in line, at times lots of sweating. So I tried to come up with an even more relaxing image and these I could not kick from my mind for the rest of the massage.

In August 2007, Chris, Katie, and I went on a cruise with my best friend and her husband. Our second stop was Tortola and the morning we woke up to our approach to Tortola is stamped into my mind as one of the most beautiful experiences I've had. The islands were on both sides of us, but these are the views from our balcony. Looking back at these pics though - I don't think they even truly capture how breathtaking it really was.

And then...ok, you have 5 minutes left Julie. WHY oh WHY can't 60 minutes of a swedish massage be equal in real time to 60 minutes of listening to your baby cry of colic?!?!?

Back to real life....



...but hopefully I'll be able to look forward to another vacation soon!