From the Briars

Whirlpools/hot tubs are fabulous. I sat in one and texted and read the New Yorker and then I went and had curry from the lunch buffet.

Then I sat in a sitting room with a fireplace and old, comfortable, turn of the century furniture and cuddled Noah and drank decaff coffee made for me and mnn. The staff wander in and out and it’s pamper pamper pamper. I love the old manor house parts of this resort, and I like the newer wings with their spa atmosphere and mnn.

Yesterday was hard. I missed Emily and had flashbacks to the l&d and generally was snippy and irritable. When we got here I was so glad to have memories from in between; from being here last year. The owner greeted us and they’d set the dinner table with a spot for the baby and – it’s just nice.

Noah was soooo sick with his cold; we went back to the walk-in clinic just to be reassured before driving up. But he seems to have turned the corner last night and now is just a bit snotty and a bit grumpy, rather than miserable. so maybe nothing terrible will happen to him after all. Right now he’s napping and so’s Carl and I’m just – breathing. And typing. :)