St. Pauly Girl, Interrupted

Back from a little Northern Minnesota va-ca with St. Pauly Boy and the St. Pauly Girl In-Laws. We spend 4 nights at a resort on the north shore of Lake Superior. It's a family favorite spot, it's always gorgeous and relaxing. Well, at least the first two days were relaxing. Then it became more of a withdrawal from city life, which includes two of my favorite things: cell phones and internet access. Oh how I missed thee. And it also became a little hard to handle my mother's need for constant conversation, which is for the most part a revolving door of the same goddamn topics. My dear husband hung in there like a trooper, but honestly in the last couple of days, both of us were ready to get the hell out of dodge and back where our normal life of busy-ness and telephone-screening could ensue. I also miss my brother and [brand new] sis-in-law (who's really more like a real sis), who came back from their honeymoon on day 2 of our "relaxation". It'll be great to reconnect with the newlyweds over cheap beer and Monday Night Football this evening.

In conclusion, on our way home from the Way-North-It's-Almost-Canada, I was thinking that vacations in secluded locations when in-laws/parental units are involved can be like being in a mental institution. For the most part, there are good intentions. But a lot of times the outcome just makes you crazier than you were before.

And with that, on with normalcy....