At this moment, we are in the car driving to Arizona. Well, we're in Arizona already, so I guess mission accomplished. More specifically though, we are driving out to Phoenix. Big Hunk plays in a baseball tournament every year (the MABL World Series) which lasts about a week, but this time he's playing in two different divisions and we'll be there for 10 days.
This would be the part where I'd say "yay!" except two kids, a dog and a kitten make me question our sanity. Yes, a kitten.
We found pet sitters for all of our animals (except our 11 month old Golden Retriever puppy, whom we were planning to bring all along), but 2 days before we left we have a moment of insanity and decided to bring Ikie's new kitten along. And of course, there's no telling a 7-year old that you briefly lost your mind and that she has to surrender said kitty to her grandparents for 10 days. So, there are 2 adults, 2 kids, a 60 pound Golden Retriever, a 10 week old kitten, 3 Pillow Pets, a huge baseball bag and one giant suitcase in our 9 year old Explorer. And a partridge in a pear tree.
Fast forward a few hours, and we're now resting comfortably in the condo we rented. Kids are playing Xbox (is it okay to thank God for video games?) and in a moment I will be lying down for a much needed nap. Lord willing. Because He knows getting up at 5:30 this morning and sitting in the car for 6 hours, listening every 10 minutes to someone yell "Slug bug!" (okay that was me) plum wore this mama out.
Thank you Jesus, for Xbox.
Tomorrow Big Hunk has two (3 hour) games, thankfully spread out with a long break in between. Mama can rest and my 6+ hours cheering on my man can be broken up with some coffee and a/c in the middle. That's my kind of sandwich.
Goodnight. It's 4pm and my hot pink earplugs have been placed in their appropriate crevices. Come on sleep.