Where in the World is MrsMouthy ed. Will it Ever End?

All in all, Phoenix felt like a second honeymoon, and now that I’m back home I’m on a second honeymoon with the kids as well.  We had really needed a break from them and a chance to feel human again (as opposed to owl, cheetah, monkey, coyote, bear, centaur, and all the other things Vincenzo’s imagination requires us to be from 6AM on). 


In between the stuff I’ve already blogged about were couples’ massages, dinner at Roy’s, breakfasting in the cold desert morning around a fire pit, whenever cocktails, late-night movies, a pair of gay mallards, and an afternoon watching this heron fish right outside our room.







Being on vacation and seeing other people’s kids running around the pool, begging their parents to go down the waterslide with them just one more tiiiiiiiiiiime while we basked  in the sun like lizards helped us to realize even more how much we love everything we left behind.  It was like we’d been working very intensely on a painting for a long time and for the first time in years we got to step back and look at it. 

We had no idea we could paint like that.

The first afternoon back home I just kept wishing I could go back to Phoenix with Kevin and take it easy for two or three more days or years.  But when I leaned in to give my boys their goodnight kisses that night, I shuddered to think of ever leaving them again.  I guess that’s what it feels like to have the best of both worlds.



In conclusion, we went to Phoenix.  I finally had things to blog about.

Chicken in the leftover tamarind-orange sauce
Other stuff that will magically appear, I hope


2 thoughts on “Where in the World is MrsMouthy ed. Will it Ever End?

  1. Glad you had so much fun. 🙂 love the heron shots. very cool. Birds hate me…I rarely get a shot of them.

  2. You are so funny! I even read parts of your posts aloud to my husband – he loves it when I have him stop everything he is doing to listen to me read. Glad you had a good time.

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