Reflections and Regrets

*We have this opportunity to go on this AMAZING adventure next August, and I am balking. One, all I can think is being on a BOAT for seven days straight where I may indeed go stir-crazy. The part I'm not factoring in there is the fact I will be OFF the boat for four out of those seven days in an amazing, breathtaking place. Two, the cost is OUTRAGEOUS, especially because of the way Brando's Mom travels. I'm calculating how many vacations we could take (but probably wouldn't any way) for that ONE vacation. Three, planning a vacation a year in advance seems SO weird to me. Gives me more time to obsess over the process, which is not a good thing for me.

*Regretting. Not taking family photos at Natural Bridges this last March. Ran out of time and energy on our way home from Tahoe. Now that Justinbustin is almost as tall as me, I feel like we missed our window to have family pictures where he was still shorter than I. Regretful.

*Regretting. Not having Justinbustin and his cuz Kile surf together in August as we were at the Boardwalk with my parents on the day I'd intended them to go. I didn't even call him or his brother, Jasin, to come to the Boardwalk as they had dealt with lice the week before and I did NOT want to go there again. Good thing, since when my sister got them from their dad that weekend they were still dealing with lice. Still. I feel like I missed the chance for Justinbustin and Kyle to go surfing together again while they were still shorter than their moms. Regretful.

*Comparing. I am SO SICK of comparing. My Mom texted me today about how my niece went to lunch with my nephew Kile yesterday and was shocked he was as tall as her. She's a little shorter than I. Instantly, my mind went to all the yukky feelings from May that came up... which I realized just now I never posted about. Maybe that's a good thing. No need to rehash. This thought came to me today as I thought about comparing: To compare is criticize the one without fully appreciating the other.