Will There Be Wireless with my Peace?

Who knows? I wonder if I should care.

It seems I have become a bit of a Twittering/Blogging addict. I love the interaction…not being able to just jump in the car and go visit someone every time the mood strikes (due to having to load up The Boy, get a diaper bag, etc, etc) makes the internet a great getaway.

But now I am headed on a REAL getaway…to the Outer Banks. We leave tonight. We go just about every year, and it’s been quite a change now that we have Seven. What used to be sleepy days have become chasing Seven in the sand, pool, on the steps days. But I do that at home, too, so doing it at the beach will be a nicer view. He’s grown so much from these pics taken last year, hasn’t he?

My sister and her Hub have graciously paid for a ginormous Beachfront home in Corolla, NC. (hey, I paid last year.) So, Jon, Seven and I are going to be staying most of the week in the sun with our family. But will I have the internet? Oh geez, the website for the house doesn’t say. Of course, life will go on outside of you, dear Internet, and your ability to answer any question I have at the push of a button. I can live without you, and your knowledge. I do not need to know the weather in Kenya everyday or the value of the dollar versus the Euro. Nor how much money Miley Cyrus made last weekend. I don’t even need to know where Brangelina was last spotted. I don’t. I really don’t. I can read. Actual Books. Catch up on my 52 Books in 52 Weeks reading. In fact, I checked 5 novels out of the library just yesterday. So take that, Internet. Consider us on.a.break. And no, I won’t take you back just because you made me a mixed tape to remind me of you while I am gone.

Get over yourself.

Hope everyone has a great weekend!