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The Daddy is off to surf again this morning and I am at home listening to Princess Tater Tot talk to herself in her crib.  It is the cutest thing.  Until she decides that it’s time to wail in her crib because she is bored and thinks that it’s time to get up.  It’s 5:30 am.  Definitely NOT time for The Princess to get up. 

I had grand plans to surf every day this week since The Daddy was home all week for Thanksgiving.  That didn’t happen.  It started out great with a good session on Sunday but between another attack of vertigo and the whole shoulder thing getting worse, The Mommy is sidelined for a little while longer. 

Looking on the bright side, my wetsuit has a long time to dry out between sessions and, since it’s getting colder out there, that can be a plus!  Okay, that’s really looking on the bright side but what’s the alternative?  Being Bitter Mommy because I don’t get to surf as much as I used to?  I have the rest of my life to surf…