May the force be with you!

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU

       If you could hear me say that, you'd think I sound just like Darth Vadar.  I am stuffy and my throat is on fire and it hurts at the same time, if that makes any sense.  I just want to hook up to a Slush Puppy machine and let that ice run down my throat.  Either that or I want to eat a box of Shredded Wheat, no milk, because it scratches my throat on the way down and feels so good.  But,then I'd look like an Oompa Loompa and I'd have a whole set of problems.     I started writing this post of Wednesday.  The good news is... it's Saturday, I am at the beach, and I feel so much better!  But I do have some bad news.

     We left yesterday at around noon and got to the Raleigh area around midnight.  It should have only taken us 8 hours but you know how that goes.  

     I went to bed around 1am.  I was up 2 times during the night to feed the little girl with the stomach the size of a pea.  I was up for good by 7:30am because the same little girl has a bladder the size of a pea.  She is soaking wet every single morning!  (At least we know those pipes are working!)

     We ate breakfast in the hotel.  Then we packed up and got ready to leave.

     I decided I didn't care what I looked like.  I was tired and I still wasn't feeling great this morning.  I didn't take a shower and I didn't take too much time with my hair.  I mean, I am going to the beach 11 hours from my home, right??  I am never going to see these people again. 

      I should also mention that I have this growth on my face.  One of those huge red zits that feels like there is certainly a medium sized pebble lodged in there.  It's the kind of zit that bugs you to death and then it doesn't even give you the pleasure of popping it.  (I know... so gross!)  Well, I can't leave it alone.  I have practically bruised the skin all around it.  

     I'll come back to that in a moment.

     So, we get to a Costco 45 minutes from the beach.  We stop there for food because there will be 16 of us at the beach, in one house, gotta buy the bulk food for that many people.  Paul takes 3 of the kids around to sample food and I take Emme to help Paul's mom shop.  She was asleep when we went in but there was a loose tile in Costco and my cart hit it just right and about catapulted her to the other side of the store.  She woke up, scared half to death I might add.  So, I took the poor little thing out of the cart.   She is soaking wet.  Seriously, I have never known a kid to pee as much as she does and soil every outfit!

     I just kept shopping with Paul's mom.  Paul's dad catches up with us.  He tells me that my extroverted husband has found some people he went to college with and he wants me to bring Emme so we can meet them.  I should have known.  He knows someone EVERYWHERE we go!

     You have got to be kidding!!
     That witch from Bugs Bunny... that's what I looked like.  The only difference is that I am pretty sure she had a mole on that chin with hair growing out of it.  The only difference between me and her is that I don't have a mole, I have a glowing zit!

     I have to go over and meet, not just one friend, but two.  And, not just his friends but their wives and their 10 children.  He hasn't seen these people since the day they graduated from college and today is the day he runs into them.

     I was so embarrassed! 

    On top of that, they wanted to hold Emme.  I had to tell them I was walking around, making the poor little girl who just 3 weeks ago was an orphan, wear a soaking wet diaper and wet clothes.

     I bet they left saying, "Boy, Paul married a real winner!"