not saints or virgins or lunatics: californication

on the one hand i could be speaking of the red hot chili peppers song...
and on the other hand...i could be speaking of my vacation to california...
let your minds wander.

so. we got back yesterday.
took a much needed break from the world of the inter-web-box
and now that i'm back...im relieved to have internet at the tip of my fingers.
how strange...at least to me anyway...to miss the very thing we decidedly needed a break from.
i suppose the same could be said of children.
though...i would quite frankly be lying if i said i missed them.
does that make me a bad person? a bad mother?
perhaps. or perhaps it simply makes me human.
thats my consensus at any rate.

i made the s.o. take me to some of the touristy things while we were out and about.
it amused me that some things...since he lived there most of his life...were things he had not bothered to do. i suppose such things occur when one is living in a town where the tourists frequent. you simply manage to avoid where the conundrum of people congregate.

met his parentals...which was interesting.
his mother was intent on introducing me to her friends as her future daughter in law.
part of me wonders how the s.o. fared with such an introduction...yet im quite the silent brooding sort...and i shant be pushing my luck with questions.

quite frankly..im happy to be back and sleeping in my own bed...
which sadly...i find to be incredibly comfortable since my departure.
cuz well...lets face it...sleeping on a day-bed for 10 days...pushed together with its trundle...can do miraculously bad things to ones back.
nevermind the fact the effing thing squeaked...and the father parental only worked 3 days a week...
so all my ideals of a sex fest filled vacation flew out the window during the first attempt. though i will say...there was a decidedly decandant day spent in Bodega Bay on the beach with a picnic lunch where some naughtiness reared its ugly head...
though i will say...theres some places sand should never venture. ha.

so i suppose now is the time i should post pictures of our excursions...
i'll let you see...as long as you pretend im not fat. ha. or rather...fatter than i'd like to be.

toes in the tide