Vacation's almost over. **Sigh**

So we got home from our vacation in Toronto and Niagara Falls last night. We had a good time once Jay got over his temper tantrum at Dunkin Donuts on Sunday morning. He was very odd, going completely crazy about the fact that they never brought our bagel sandwiches out to us. Then he had the nerve to think that I was the one being overdramatic when I not-so-calmly asked him what the h-e-double-hockey-sticks was his problem! Needless to say, it was a long, quiet trip to Canada, coupled with a stomach bug that does not seem to want to go away (sorry for the TMI). As always, he couldn't understand why I was so pissed off because he was over the whole incident before we reached the Thruway. Yeah. OK. And I'm Donald Duck. But enough of that, and more to the trip.

We had a great time - weather was hot, but only rained when we didn't care, Yankee-Blue Jay game was great, complete with lots of runs scored and an almost bench-clearing brawl. The Falls were amazing, as always, and I got the fireworks and bended-knee proposal that I didn't get the first time. While I was there, I was slightly wistful when I saw pregnant women on the street, but then I was breathing a sigh of relief at other times - like when we were at the zoo in the soggy heat and climbing some pretty nasty hills, or when we were at the ballgame, packed in like sardines (there was a woman in front of me who was very pregnant, and so obviously NOT comfortable. I really felt sorry for her). All in all, I felt OK with my not-so-pregnant status, and enjoyed the time I spent exploring Toronto with my husband.

Now I'm home, and have the prospect of going back to work on Monday. Oof. Plus, Andy, Renee and the kids will be in town, so the last place I'll want to be is at work. Oh well. The reports I need to write by Tuesday will definitely help to eat up all the time. It will also be time for us to start trying again. Maybe third time will be the charm...