Liza and I were off to the airport bright and early on Friday morning. We met Buddy's Grandmother and his Aunt for breakfast in Woods Cross so that they could meet Aylabelle. We had a great visit, said our good-byes and were off to the airport. That last few minutes was choice. We decided to check in curb-side because Liza was worried about being over the luggage weight, which she was, so it was a good choice. So, out in the cold and wind, we said goodbye, gave lots of hugs and kisses and she was off. As soon as Liza entered the airport doors, the tears came. I hate that she lives so far away, but I love that she has such a wonderful life. I, literally, had to pull over and cry for a few minutes before I could get on the road. It only took me a short bit to realize that I wasn't going to stop crying anytime soon, so I may as well drive. What a boob I am!
Liza called as soon as she had gotten through security. She was surprised that I was almost to Layton. I decided to stop and pick up some Kristy Kreme donuts for the kids as a little surprise and as I pulled off the Layton exit, I found myself the second car in line from a very bad accident. This posiition on the highway left me sitting in the same place for almost 20 minutes. Liza was about to board and I wasn't comfortable sitting on the phone in the midst of all of the nightmare before my eyes. I'd decided that I was just going to head straight home when I was rerouted through Layton and ended up right in front of Taipan. (I hate it when that happens.) A little Taipan Shopping Therapy should cure any blues, right? Not quite, but it was a nice diversion for a few moments. Oh, my word, I love those two girls. I love being Mom and Gram to them both!
I made it home safely and in good time. When Doug got home, we went over to the B's to celebrate Stott's birthday. I felt terrible because the entire past two weeks seemed to have caught up with me. I could not keep my eyes open. We called it an early night, came home and I was in bed before nine. That happens about once a year for me! And I slept! And slept! And slept some more! I slept almost twelve hours, woke up and then laid back down for a nap. I also took a four hour nap on Sunday (I asked Doug to wake me after a 30 minute nap, but he thought I needed more sleep, so he just left me to sleep.) Apparently, I was exhausted! As soon as I took Quayd to school this morning, I climbed back into bed and slept some more. Finally! I'm feeling ready to hit the floor running again!
Saturday evening, Doug and I were able to slip away for a nice date night. We finally got to the theater to see Saving Mr. Banks. Tom Hanks is one of my all-time favorite actors and this movie is another example of why! It's really and truly a fascinating story... definitely not a movie for kids, they'd be bored with the story and it is very intense in parts. I don't see it being added to our library but it's definitely worth watching. Clean and decent, but intense in parts.
After the show, we called Texas Roadhouse for a table and had a 45 minute wait before we could get in, so we stopped by to check on Mom. She was resting when we arrived, but welcomed our visit. At 45 minutes, Doug looked over at me with the "We need to run" look. I nodded back with the "We can eat later" look, so we stayed another hour. I so love Doug's mom. We showed her how to watch the DVD from Gene's funeral, visited about the week and had a quick Skype with Liza. After we left Mom's, we decided to have Black Pearl for sushi, which was perfect because it was too late for a heavy meal at Roadhouse. When we got home, we caught up on a little recorded TV... a new season of Survivor has begun!
Our Sunday was casual after church. My lesson was about Communicating with love and a positive attitude in your marriage. We had a great discussion. They had to bring in a few more chairs because the room is packed. It's so much fun discussing ways to strengthen marriage, I just wish we had a bigger room! Oh, how I love this calling!
I had to laugh at myself when I awoke on Saturday morning. My thoughts, in my deep sleep, were, "What's today? Viewing? Funeral? Liza has how many days left? and then I realized, all of the "busyness" is over. Life is real again. Time to settle back down to life.
It was strange to wake up this morning the last time and realize that I've not taken any photos all weekend, we are back to reality! Laundry calls my name. Lots of it! Kids need Mom's attention! Doug's sixtieth birthday is in just a few weeks and I'm working on that. He knows it and begs me to keep it simple. Imagine that! I miss my girls, but they are busy moving into a new home this week. I'd love to be there to help! I could hold Aylabelle while Liza moves! ;)
Life is good.
Wherever you are, be all there!