Ty came and spent the weekend so Michelle could go to a friend’s wedding shower last night. We had more fun. He is really growing fast! The theme of the weekend was “bubbles.” Unfortunately there are no pictures. I value my camera too much.

Oh, one more thing.  All the FedEx boxes are now accounted for and have either arrived at their correct destinations or are scheduled for delivery next week!

We tend not to be very superstitious here but oh my….  Of the eight boxes I shipped back from Salt Lake City, three seem to be missing from the system.  Here we go again! 

Don called this afternoon from Cumming.  The van had troubles.  That is an understatement.  The bearings and brakes are gone, not to mention something called a spindle that needs to be replaced.  The nice guys at Hamby Auto Repair are going to fix it for only $850.  It should be ready tomorrow afternoon.  Oh my!

As a teenager I flew tens of thousands of miles and around the world four times.  My mother reminds me that I was a nervous wreck.  As an adult I guess I got over the fear because once I got on the plane I was fine.  A big help was a client’s husband who is a pilot.  He explained a lot of stuff to me and let me know when the plane was pitching back and forth they were in the cockpit laughing away.  Every time we hit turbulence I would picture him up there grinning. I also would think of the odds I faced actually getting to the airport alive in Atlanta and the statistics that show it is much safer to fly than drive.

I did absolutely fine with the flight from Denver when we blew out two tires on take-off, even when we saw all the fire trucks and ambulances lined up.  Ok, so maybe I was a bit nervous, but I wasn’t panicked.  The landing was even relatively smooth.  But then came my flight into Salt Lake City last week.  The wind was so bad we had two aborted landings.  The plane was pitching side to side, we were dropping who knows how many feet, and the final landing was far from smooth.  There were two pilots in the seats across the aisle who actually had their hands clenched and heads glued to the window.  That was NOT reassuring. It wasn’t until we were taxiing down the runway that I was able to breath again.  Flying home last night was miserable.  There was only moderate turbulence but it was enough. Last year I would not have blanched but after my most recent flights I was a wreck. 

 Do I have to do this again?  Yeppers!  Hopefully I will have calmed down by then.

It has been a reletively quiet morning. Maybe that is because I haven’t left my room except to get breakfast. Abby and Gera are out at the pool enjoying the lovely weather. I am enjoying the calm. Did I mention it was 90+ degrees when we arrived Friday? By Saturday afternoon it was in the low 40’s. Sunday morning Carol and I watched it sleeting outside while we ate breakfast. Hmmm.. so much for the 10-day forcast that predicted temps near 90 all week. I now own a new green sweatshirt purchased at rite-aid for $9.99.

Tonight is the ACNM/MANA Liaison meeting. It should be pretty interesting. The good news is there is plenty of food left from the reception to feed everyone.

Well, we had another great reception. The food was wonderful and the people seemed to really enjoy it. Of course the way the week has gone you know there had to be some twists. I keep a database of food, drinks and supplies we purchase each year and how much is actually used. I then compare registration so I can adjust for the current year’s reception. That was done easily this year since it seems to be a small conference comparatively.

We closed and packed the booth then around 2pm this afternoon one of the local midwives, Jules Johnston, came to take us shopping. We told her where we needed to go. When we got to Sam’s I noticed I could not buy the wine there so after getting the “Sam’s” food and supplies we headed to the state run liquor store. OMG… state run means closed on holidays. We could not find wine anywhere. We were all sick! How can you throw a wine, cheese, and chocolate reception without wine. I was so mad at myself for screwing that one up so bad. We ended up buying some beer (which we still have tons of) and wine coolers to fill in the gap. When we got back to the hotel we called to see how much bottles of wine were. Dang… $45 a bottle. We called Little America to see how much it would be there. Ok, getting better… $30 a bottle. $300+tax later we had our wine. I shot our budget all to hell. Oh well, it is done. I have a nice note on my reception notes to make sure in the future I can actually buy wine on Monday. Geeze!