my trip was many things but restful it was NOT.
It was 13 hours one way, freezing rain, silly kiddlings, the best sweet tea (Herschels)in the world accompanied by the best burger ever (Randy's) with a little side of the best friend in the universe (BatGirl). There was alot of brick morter stuck on my hands, unwashable, patching a popcorn ceiling and a little transplanting of the popcorn pieces. There was a whole lotta laughing, very little sleep and my birthday.
My birthday was full of a two hour drive to see my Grandaddy and my parents who happened to be in hoofville for a few days. It was full of hugging the men I love, enjoying the scent of my mother, watching my girl love her Gran, a flat tire, a tight lugnut, four adults not able to change a single tire themselves, a bathroom with dirty rags to dry my clean hands a rip in the crotch of my jeans, a birthday lunch followed by another two hour drive back to Mt. Perfect.
The end of my trip pretty much consisted of very little sleep, a lot of rain, more rain, kids stuffed into a truck, realizing my bladder isn't what she use to be, lots of dirty bathrooms, more rain, some slippery roads and a 15 hour drive due to weather.
Im home, Im tired and no matter what it sounds like written down, I wouldn't change a minute of it. I love my life!
*plus I have Bat Girl and Dusty the WHOLE week- does it get better than that?*