I survived, in case you were worried about me. The plane was tiny--like a compact car with wings. But the pilot was a retired commercial pilot, and the flight was smooth. It was really not a bad way to travel. Not quite as fast as a jet, but when you factor in all the time saved from not having to stand in security lines (and, bonus!, no body scanners), it worked out about the same.
Meanwhile, it's birthdaypalooza around here. Today is DH's b-day, which commenced with our traditional birthday morning dance party to the Beatles' Birthday Song. He's winding up his day with PS at the midnight premiere of the Dark Knight Rises. Thankfully he has a teenage daughter to accompany him, because I am definitely too old to be out until 3:00 am.
The twins' b-day is next week, and their party a week from Saturday. I sent out Evites last week and we have had 2 no's and one yes. No other responses (not even from their BFF!). I don't know what we'll do if we don't get more yesses. TT and SS will be broken hearted, and I've ordered a ton of stuff and lined up a friend to bake each kid her own cake.
They've never had a big birthday party with all of their friends before because it's just so hard to pin people down in the middle of summer. We had a pretty big guest list, hoping that at least half would be able to come. Maybe it's just too early--we're usually lucky if we get a week's notice of a party.
Work is slow, but that's pretty typical for summer. You can't schedule anything because somebody is always on vacation. The slower pace is nice--but it would be more appreciated during the hecticness of the school year. We've only got a month of summer left, and I'm not ready for it to end. I love the extra time with my girlies when we don't have to worry about homework or bedtimes.