I left for Salem last Friday.
Josh and I decided that he would stay home with the kids (because Annie had the stomach flu) and if everyone was healthy come Saturday morning, they would drive up to meet me.
I taught class Friday night at Scrapbook Fever. That store is always one of my favorite stops. Some of the gals there have never missed a class of mine, so it's always like hanging out with a bunch of girlfriends.
I got back to the hotel around 11pm and went straight to bed (because I had to be up at 5am).
At 1:45 am I was still wide-awake, doing some quick math in my head (If I fall asleep right now, I can still get 3 hours and 15 minutes of sleep)...
Got up to Portland around 7am to set up for class at Scrapbook Attack.
My 7 hour photography class ran for 8 hours (no matter how many times I extend this class...it is never enough). I loved every minute of it though (lots of gals who were at the class last year and lots of new faces too).
Took a quick dinner break with one of my friends who drove in from Bend and then headed back to the store for the evening class.
I'd like to say that the evening class went off without a hitch...but I get kind of rummy when I'm running on 3 hours of sleep (lucky for me, some of the gals who had been in class with me all day were just as rummy). Lots of laughs, lots of stories and a little booty shakin'...
Got on the road around 10:30 pm and drove back down to Salem (got to the hotel around midnight).
Josh and all the kids had spent the evening in the pool and everyone had crashed for the night.
Josh forgot Annie's playpen, so she was sleeping in a makeshift bed (two chairs pushed together) and Cole & Courtney were sharing a bed.
I had just started to fall asleep when Annie woke up crying.
Got her settled back in bed just in time for Coley to start hollering about Courtney being on his side of the bed.
I just laid in bed for the next several hours, trying to fall asleep to the sounds of Josh snoring, Cole complaining and Annie crying intermittently.
At approximately 3:45 am, the sounds and smells of the stomach flu filled our hotel room (poor Coley).
Courtney Lee slept through it all (she can sleep through anything).
Josh had a full day of military stuff on Sunday, so (instead of meeting my friend Tanya and her kids at the Portland Zoo like we had planned) I headed home with a car full of kiddos at 7am.
We had to make several stops on the way home. At one of those stops, I was standing in the snow, changing Annie (who was still having some flu related problems of her own) on the seat of my car while Coley was heaving into the plastic ice bucket that we took from the hotel, thinking to myself just how grossly comical it is to be a mom sometimes.
Home now and still (crossing my fingers) flu-free.