I hate packing. I hate packing when I pack for me and I really hate packing for more than just me. It's always amazing to me that my children can pack up what is most important to them in the moment in their little backpack. It contains no clothes or other essential human hygeine items but always has an array of odd little things they clutch in their hands or a book that you've sworn they've read 50,000 times or a stuffed animal they are strangely addicted to.

I did a half hour practice today. I've been really sick and feel horrendous. There was a yoga room in the place we were staying so while the kids swam I jumped in there. I had no physical body strength... pure utter illness exhaustion.

It all has to come full circle right?

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I'm up here at this resort in Cle Enum Washington. It's basically brand new from what I can gather and not completed yet. It's a wierd mix of yuppie upscale "adventure seeking" out of a can and a place up in the mountains and out in the woods. The best thing about it is the bathtub... shoulders and knees at the same time.

The kids spent a few hours at the pool today. They convinced me to go down the waterslides even though I despise how I feel for days after I go in chlorinated water. One was a long set of twists in pitch dark. I admit, it was fun.

After lunch and a small nap -- I am completely sick and all congested and trying to be the warrior mommy... so what if that means I go to the resort instead of the tent :> and then we rented bikes and took a couple hours around the 10 miles of "trails" (really all paved) on the premises. Only The Son was not a drivel when we arrived back at the lodge.

This type of exercise, however, truly does tire the children out.... which is a good thing later in the evening. Muhahahahahahahah

There was a vinyasa class at the resort tonight. I was going to do it until I realized that I brought a yoga mat and apparently forgot to bring any yoga clothes.

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I have had an off week for practice. Too many children... too many destinations. The Wilderness camp was great. Their comments about the children and, more importantly, their dedication to communicating their personal insights into each child were inspiring. One of The Son's instructors told me that The Son was quite the comedian and never shuts up. This is contrary to every single experience that TWBD or myself have had. The Son is usually difficult to engage socially. Apparently, not so when surrounded by the beauty of nature. The Daughter was commented to have a quiet strength demonstrated in her leadership and determination. I appreciate when teachers go the extra length to tell me what they see in my child rather than just the academic performance.

This past weekend we went out to the Hood Canal. We found a cool tree fort someone clearly spent a lot of love and time in. It was tucked up in the trees on the side of this little tiny road where the cabin was we were staying. The Kids were lost up there for hours. Oyster hunting and ice cream in the middle of the day in a small town in Washington... summer experience straight out of a Pepsi commercial.

Which is exactly what it turned into when I allowed The Daughter to try her first taste of Pepsi. With about 1/4 of the can left I gave it to her. She spent the next hour parading around her Pepsi and ahing with every small sip and talking about her Pepsi until I could literally picture her in the Pepsi commercial with the white picket fence and the jean short shorts and the red striped shirt... It scared me.

We are now up in Cle Enum... way up in the mountains at a resort that I think is usually a ski resort. It has a pool with two water slides and a bunch of small hiking trails and whatnot. I have a head cold and feel yucky today so today was hang out and do nothing day and hopefully tomorrow I will feel better. We are hoping to rent bikes and go cruise around.

The Kids go back to San Diego on Thursday and, after they leave, I must get back to practicing more than half practices every other day. I know I should be thankful to have the time that I have but I need to find a way up here to make it more.

I think the drive back is Bend, Portland, San Fran, Paso and San Diego... but you never know. I wanted to stop through Big Sur but Mother Nature isn't cooperating.

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