Breaks...

We all need them, they rejuvenate the mind and soul, sometimes it’s just a break from school or work or even God forbid the internet, or that certain someone in your life.
My breaks have been from school and some whacked out people I know, not so much work because of the cooling weather it’s easing up now. Although the café is screaming to be worked on and my house isn’t fully furnished yet.
I had things to tend to this weekend i.e. Halloween and my birthday. Friday was fun; I of course sent the entire office ladies home so they may get the little guys ready to Trick or Treat. Signed online and talked to my buddy for a few minutes, she appeared to be extra busy and I was ready to hit the road on my journey of fun so I bolted on her early.
Lori and Julie wanted to go to the farm for the church Trick or Treat function and then spend the night after. Somehow I agreed to tag along with them and Mom and G for a part of the night. Last year it was at church and since it was such a success they wanted a bigger area so they chose a huge barn to have it. In there, they had a huge grain bin of corn the kids could hop around in and play, naturally my goofy sister decided that a full coverage of the corn would be fun until she found out the corn can and will get in her ears! I left after that excitement to meet the guys for some hot wings.
Luke sent me a cute picture of the “Monkey” Kyle sitting on a table, he didn’t look too happy up there. Camen was posed as some little princess all interested in her wand. I got a chuckle from them.
Saturday, woke to birds singing; I’ve not listened to or possibly noticed those sounds in a good while. The sky was crisp and clear and everything was quiet, minus the birds’ chirping. Enjoying the solitude and made a huge birthday breakfast, talked on the phone with Luke and the family and Jacks. After a long shower Amy called to give her wishes, and then ran out to have lunch with my girls.
That night was pure kayos and wildness, something that wasn’t expected, that’s what I get for having Chris back home. I was set for a night of Hooters, shooters, wings and beer and a side order of pool and darts. Chris had other ideas of spending the whole evening on the bar strip of Savannah.
Sunday came and I slept most the day away, that’s where plans were made for Jacks to do the mural and the café and when to start school again, now is time for a good break.