I'm still recovering from the Road Trip of Exhaustion™. It's not that it wasn't enjoyable or well worth doing. It was just so exhausting. I could go into gory detail into all the things we tried to pack into such a short period of time, but nobody wants to read about that. Trust me on this one.

You'd think I'd be back to normal; it's been a week since I've gotten back. But the road trip took me so completely out of my normal routines, that I'm having a very hard time getting back to my usual self. I've lost five pounds in the last seven days, which is verging on scary. And yes, I know I've been exercising, but not any more than usual - in fact, a bit less. It's just how my body tends to respond to unusual circumstances. My appetite plummets and it's all I can do to choke down three meals a day.

But I've been keeping busy as well - working on the bedroom redecorating (all the wallpaper is gone now and I've begun taping off the ceiling/trim so we can paint the walls), planning a baby shower, getting all those photos from the trip packaged in a way that I can share them with my sister and the rest of my family, trying to keep up with the biking so that our 50-mile ride on September 15 doesn't completely murder us. So maybe I'm just burning calories like I've never burned calories before.

If I stop posting completely, though, it's probably because I've simply disappeared.