Extroverts get their energy from being around other people. Introverts get their energy from being by themselves. It really has nothing to do with whether you like to be around people or not. There are periods of time when I crave the solitude of my home and the quiet of being by myself; give me about a week of this and I'm ready to spend a day running errands, having lunch with friends and just goofing off (being somewhere besides my house.)
This very minute my dishwasher is running, I have laundry in the wash and I'm actually looking forward to tackling the rest of the house because I'm alone and it's quiet. We had a super fun weekend. It was busy busy busy...and now I'm filling my tank with solitude so I'll be ready to do it all again over Spring Break.
Before I tackle Spring Break, I want to share a few pics of our last big adventure.
I don't know what we would do without the older kids on our show team. They. Are. Awesome! K thinks this girlie is the coolest! She's very patient with the little ones and is always up for a game on the iPad. Thank you T for being you!
San Antonio didn't have as good an outcome as Ft. Worth. Let's just say we learned "you can't win 'em all." I'm so glad I took a few pics of R with Fast Freddy beforehand.
We finally made it to the Alamo. It was pretty awesome. All I've heard my whole life is how disappointing it is. I disagree. It was amazing to stand in the very spot where so many lives were sacrificed for our Texas freedom!
It was a beautiful day ~ couldn't resist taking one of the Lone Star waving.
What trip would be complete without a visit to Bass Pro Shops?
Here's a little funny for ya (and no, I'm not above sharing the embarrassing things I do.) We were getting ready to check out of the hotel and head to the Alamo. R has been looking forward to this Big Time since they are studying Texas history this year. I start asking him questions and he's spouting off Alamo facts right and left. I am very impressed with his knowledge. I'm thinking to myself...what is that thing they say about the Alamo? For the life of me I cannot remember. So I ask ~ "What is it they say at the Alamo?" Both R's in unison, "Remember the Alamo!" It was hilarious! I bet I don't forget that for a while. :)
This reminds me of another funny...we were on a trip to Oklahoma to see my sister. Just me, my mom and the kiddos. We're driving along talking and somehow the conversation turned to mattresses. Mom starts talking about how comfortable theirs is since she put a...oh, what's it called? "You know that soft pad I have on my bed," she says, "I can't remember what it's called." I say, "You mean the 'memory foam?' Talk about hysterical. We laughed until we cried. What can I say, I am my mother's daughter.