A Cup of Jo linked to this which was taken here and makes me want to die because I’m not there.

What I really need is a wealthy benefactor to fund my leisurely world travels so that I can loll around in beautiful places and take pictures and drink martinis or whatever. Call me!

Today is our five year anniversary. Five years, people! The mister and I headed off to Southern California (sans baby! eek!) for four days of wild debauchery and recklessness… I may even finish a whole bloody mary! Crazy!

I’m going to miss Ezra a ridiculous amount and I might just break down sobbing at some (several!) points throughout the trip, but I don’t think my mom could possibly be happier. She’s been waiting for this for decades.

Oh, my.

Happiness is… just posted about the Tree House Lodge in Costa Rica and I am in love.

The treehouse was built of sustainable materials around an old tree and it looks a little bit like my own personal version of heaven. Plus, bonus!, it has air conditioning. Which is important since I am the biggest baby ever in the heat and it would be a pretty stupid vacation if Cris ended up stabbing me in the face due to my incessant complaining.

And, super! bonus!, from the F.A.Q.s:
The place is very quite and private. However, there is a chance you have to share the place with the Monkeys and sloths who frequently visit the tree House. Many times they just hang out right around the trees around the Tree House. If you leave fruits or other nice food on the counters at night, you have a good chance the Racoons will pay you a visit to share the food with you! But don’t worry, they are not dangerous at all and very cute.

OMG SQUEEEEE.

P.S. Will raccoons eat my baby???

We are wayyyyyy overdue for a proper vacation. The last real trip we took was to Tulum, Mexico in 2007. It was a fantastic, beautiful, relaxing, yummy-food-filled vacation, but, dude, 2007? SO LONG AGO. A lifetime ago. We had grand plans for a trip last year, but then, oh hey, we’re having a baby! And now, well. We have had the baby. Which makes travel arrangements just a little more difficult. And while I’m obnoxiously nagging Cris to pin down some actual vacation dates so we can try to plan something, my head is all aswirl with what said plans will actually be. Puerto Rico? London? New Zealand? Argentina? WHO KNOWS.

Lately, I’ve had my eyes set on France. I was an au pair in Paris when I was 19, and I’ve missed it ever since. I’m dying to go back (mostly for the cheese crepes), but this time I’d love to explore more of the country.

I came across h2olidays and now I’m having dreams of floating down peaceful canals and through old sleepy villages in our own little boat. This is 100% practical and AWESOME with a little baby, right?

Look, this would totally be me, hanging around in my bikini on a boat and petting a horse:

Jealous???

There’s also this lovely cruise bed-and-breakfast barge thing that’s awesomely called the Who Knows and leisurely travels around Burgundy, stopping to let you, like, drink more wine and stuff.

So, hey, uh, anyone got $10,000 I can borrow?