We are back in Oki. The flight was uneventful although insanely torturous. I am still trying to figure out how I managed to fly to Utah by myself. What was I thinking? I have no idea how I managed it.
Now I'm dealing with jet lag, stomach flu (Marcus' new nickname will be Puke Fest), and Fuss Pot who has his days and nights flipped.
But I can handle it because I've got cheesecake in the fridge and homemade ice cream in the freezer. My friends are the best.
My goal is to take a nap today but that will take a miracle. Luckily I know a couple of angels who owe me some help. Do angels read blogs?
PS. I did not knock over any flower arrangements although it sounded like a pretty good lie to me.
I am praying you get your nap today! I wish I could fill in for one of those angels and come have some snuggle time with Fuss Pot but sadly Danica is sick and I imagine you're so busy dealing with the Puke Fest that you don't want Landon sick as well... hopefully she'll better soon and hopefully the Puke Fest won't last long (or spread!) I'm knocking on wood and saying some extra prayers for that! Just eat some cheesecake and remember that jet lag doesn't last forever.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you didn't knock over the flower arrangement and am intrigued to hear about your senior prom!
Ugg- I thought 5 hours with three kids on a plane was bad enough (all healthy and Peter was there). What can I say; I'm a wuss. Good luck with the nap.
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