Isn't she lovely? This is my little niece and she turned one last week. This weekend, Brian, Ariel, Racecar and I hopped in our trusty minivan and headed down south to Louisville, Kentucky. It was a fine time filled with lots of good food, good drink, little sleep and birthday cake, oh and poker.
We left on Friday in a mad dash for the door. I was running so far behind, I had my blood work done, I worked out, made a stop and got home at 11:20 am. We were planning to leave for our weekend getaway at 1 pm. We hadn't packed a thing, I needed to shower, fax some forms to make sure our 5K t-shirts arrived on time, feed the kids and our house was a stinkin' mess. (A DISASTER, I TELL YOU!) I showered, packed, fed the kids cheeseburgers in the car and left the house a stinkin' mess (A DISASTER, I TELL YOU!) and we left at 1:23 pm.
We really had such a nice time. The adults stayed up too late and drank too much, luckily all of our kids slept well and slept long which made the lack of sleep bearable. I only took 350 pictures from Friday night to Sunday morning. I love my camera. See, I take important pictures like this:
And pictures of Ariel when she is deep in thought:
And handsome Racecar pictures:
and wild party pictures:
The girl on the right reads my blog (don't blush, KW!):
And here's a picture of me in my finest hour (in other words: just a teensy weensy bit tipsy):
So, there you have it. A good weekend with great company.
You can imagine our surprise when we had only been on the road for less than one hour on our way home, and it was ONE HUNDRED DEGREES outside when our air conditioning stopped working and our car began making an awful grinding noise.
I'm not going to go into specifics, because it's long and complicated and just puts me in a really bad mood and I'm bound to use four letter words, but we are home after seven and a half hours (when the trip typically takes four hours), we are five pounds lighter thanks to sweating and our van is now sitting at the shop waiting for some guy to look at it, fix it and then charge us six million dollars just so we don't sweat like pigs any longer.
It will be totally worth it.