Psyche! I was gone all last week! We made an impromptu trip out to Cowtown for our annual visit with cousins and such. I don't like to let the blogosphere know when I vacate because I'm paranoid like that. I brought the camera along but foolishly left it in the car and only whipped it out when we made a trip out to Heritage Park to hang out with Grandpa. He's in that last shot entitled "Three Manly Generations".
Wonderful time just hanging out with my Mom (because like Cheech says, sometimes a mama needs her mama), kids playing and re-acquainting themselves with cousins and me eating lots of comfort food and breaking my one latte a day rule. Thus the jittery jig bit of the post title. Dreamy trip but it's so nice to come home - especially when the chicken count is still at seventeen. Phew!
