Simply Stinni

Vacation, All I Ever Wanted

I'm sitting out on our deck, trying to enjoy the cool weather, courtesy of Canadian wind blowing south; trying to soak it all up before we head back to our hot/dusty home. With the exception of a few humid weeks, this summer has been fantastic weather-wise. For the past few weeks, it's been more like fall than summer, which will make leaving even tougher.

My children are with grandma and papa (don't call him grandpa), a luxury they/I don't get in Kuwait. I chose to use my free time wisely: look through rental applications for the winter, do laundry, fold clothes, and write a blog post.

This morning I saw a private jet fly over my house and instinctively said, "Teddy's flying back from the convention." Whenever you see a private jet flying into the Cape on Friday, you say, "Teddy's coming home." On Sunday it's, "Teddy's going back to DC." It's just what we do here. I can't imagine a time when we won't be able to say that.

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