I did not cry ONE time this week...EXCEPT on the night before we left to come home.  Oh, I totally lost it as we said goodbye to this vacation.  It wasn't a hopeless depression cry, though, and I have both personal and professional experience to recognize the difference. I have officially decided that the Emerald Coast is my happy place.  The idea of moving did come up again... Folks, I've been needing this vacation one-hello-lot...just me and my one and only - my safety, my martyr, my stalker, my only fan, the only person in this life who sees ME and accepts me and never seeks to hurt me, my Matt.  Ahhhhh sigh. At one point, I told him, "I've never felt this peaceful in my entire life."  Then, I asked him to name a time I've sat so contentedly still...it was a stretch - nearly 16 years ago. ANYWAY...the girls manned the fort at home.  Did you know, if you have a mini-farm in the suburbs and you want to take a vacation in the summer, you have to find someon...