Friday, October 11, 2013

Kids? What Kids?

Mike’s work had a retreat at the J.W. Marriott Scottsdale Camelback Inn that we were lucky enough to attend, thanks to Mike’s mom, Nancy, and her best friend Patti . . . they flew out to watch the kids for the four days while we were gone.  It was the first time since our honeymoon that we stayed in a hotel together without kids!  There were different activities that we could sign up for each morning, such as hot air balloon rides, repelling, kayaking, going on a cattle drive, etc.  We opted for sleeping in; sounds lame, but I cannot tell you how nice it was to not have someone asking for cereal at 6am.  Mike attended seminars in the afternoon, so I got to lay by the pool, go to the spa, or take a nap.  I should probably feel like a terrible mother because people kept asking if I was missing the kids, and I could honestly reply “No.”  Don’t get me wrong -- I was excited to get back to them after the end of the four days, but it was great to have the opportunity to have some “alone” time.



Noah and I met up with Mike and some of the members on his work team at the Texas State Fair one evening this week.  One of the team members is leaving; they usually have a goodbye dinner but thought that going to the fair would be more fun.  We had never been to the fair before, and I did not realize how “sketchy” it is in that part of town .  After driving in heavy traffic for well over an hour, I was about two minutes away from the parking lot, when a car cut me off.  I had to make a sharp right-hand turn that resulted in blowing out my tire.  I pulled into the first available parking lot, which thankfully happened to have a car repair shop.  The staff was nice enough to change the tire for me.  I only had to wait about 10 minutes before Mike arrived to help me.  However, the comments made by bystanders in that short time period were nothing I care to repeat here . . . worst of all, the comments directed to me were in front of Noah.  Luckily, once we got to the fair, we had a lot of fun (especially Noah).  We ate way too much fried food and went on too many rides, but it was still a blast!  


 
Max has his bottom two front teeth!