That does sound picturesque, Connie.

The most popular brand of bottled water when I lived in NC was "bottled in Salisbury, NC," according to the fine print. I'd been to Salisbury. I imagined somebody out in the back yard with a hose, filling up bottles from the municipal water supply--which may have been a Northern Exposure episode one time.

Speaking of springs, though. There was a place in the NC mountains where my dad loved to go for Sunday dinner, and at least one partial week during the summer. They had one-room cabins strung around a small pond, and an old farmhouse, where the owner-operators lived on the second floor. The first floor had become a small general store, kitchen, and big dining room. Meals were served family style--fried chicken, mashed potatoes, beans and corn, biscuits, and pie or cake for dessert. There was absolutely nothing to do--not even canoes for the pond. It was patronized by old people, who sat around on the porch and dozed between meals.

The place was famous, though, for its spring. People would bring quart milk bottles and thermoses (before plastic milk jugs) to fill with spring water to take home. Another time, entirely.

There's a brand of locally-sourced spring water here, I've forgotten the name of it. And I do have a Brita pitcher, which I forgot about! What else have I forgotten? Was the source of the Nile under my kitchen?

Glad you're home, Drew. So sorry about the whomping kidney stone. While I'm very happy it's not pancreatitis, kidney stone isn't any fun either. Much healing~ma

On a highway over the mountains from my town to Portland, there is a faucet/tap on the side of the road that has the best water I have ever tasted (and I generally don't like the taste of water), directly from some mountain spring. In the summer, you can see a line of cars with 5 and 10 gallon containers pulled over, waiting their turn. It greatly confuses the tourists.

How did it become 2015 already? I keep looking at dates like 2002 and thinking "That wasn't that long ago," but that was 13 years ago. I've done this at least five times today, and it's kind of weirding me out. I've also been working on some Javascript lessons, where for a bunch of examples, you have to enter your name and age, and I keep entering my age a few years too young. Why has my brain decided that the past 5 years haven't happened? (I mean, not that I'd mind a do-over on several of them, but I am aware that time has progressed.)

Speaking of springs, though. There was a place in the NC mountains where my dad loved to go for Sunday dinner, and at least one partial week during the summer. They had one-room cabins strung around a small pond, and an old farmhouse, where the owner-operators lived on the second floor. The first floor had become a small general store, kitchen, and big dining room. Meals were served family style--fried chicken, mashed potatoes, beans and corn, biscuits, and pie or cake for dessert. There was absolutely nothing to do--not even canoes for the pond. It was patronized by old people, who sat around on the porch and dozed between meals.

I've been there. Dad swore the water helped his eczema. We didn't stay long when I visited, but Dad use to go back now and then to fill up his jug.

How did it become 2015 already? I keep looking at dates like 2002 and thinking "That wasn't that long ago," but that was 13 years ago. I've done this at least five times today, and it's kind of weirding me out. I've also been working on some Javascript lessons, where for a bunch of examples, you have to enter your name and age, and I keep entering my age a few years too young. Why has my brain decided that the past 5 years haven't happened? (I mean, not that I'd mind a do-over on several of them, but I am aware that time has progressed.)

I often feel the same way.

Gronk. ltc is already quite good at keeping me up all night. She would not quiet down last night.

Yeah, the boys liked to stretch out in the most amazing ways when I tried to sleep. The active baby is both a good and bad thing. I know of lots of moms, myself included, that would move things around if things got too quiet because you get so used to the movement that the lack is odd.

I hope you are able to get in some quality nap time today, sj. When ltc sleeps you should sleep! The rule applies before and after birth.

As soon as I lay down and try to sleep (day or night) she suddenly becomes active. Naps have been impossible, and I normally love naps. And yeah, the minute she's quiet, I freak out as well.

I think when you are moving around it soothes the baby to sleep and when you settle down she wakes up. I hope you can find a time for both of you to rest.