So much to talk about. So much that I have to put away until I can talk about it. Some difficult stuff happening but I want to concentrate and, at the risk of sounding like a complete douche bag, be present during my favorite time of year.
DAY ONE OF VACATION: ARRIVE FIVE HOURS LATE!
Yup. Did that, and considering that check in was at 4 pm, well, things were off with a huge misfire!
Being the procrastinator that my husband is, and I’m not telling you anything that he doesn’t already know, he decided to wait until the day we were to leave to pack and shop for everything he needed. This should have been ok since we woke up at 4 am to give us all the time in the world.
Let me say for the record that some people need more than all the time.
And for me, that means anxiety attack after anxiety attack.
Wee!
Finally, we get there at nine. Is the place a quiet ghost town? No. 1500 people have checked in and it’s a mad house! Kinda glad we were late! I loved it! I loved driving in the drive, I loved the hustle and bustle, I loved the kids and adults in PJ’s and I just melted into Christmas!
We had checked in electronically and had the key on my phone so we were able to skip the check in line which literally had hundreds of people!
Straight to the room and back out again to scavenge for food. Decided on the sports bar for a burger and fries( Brussel sprouts for me. I’m eating them all the time!) and sat right in front of the largest screen which was showing a rodeo.
A) don’t eat beef while watching a rodeo
B) I can not stand rodeos or zoos. Same reasons. Cruelty. Poor YM has never seen a rodeo before and kept saying “ this must hurt them. This is so sad!”
Move on to see the atrium, which was the reason that I was there after all, and my heart settled. They pipe in the scent of pipe tobacco ( which is in my top three favorite scents, I buy candles of it and perfumes) and mixed with the river, it soothes me into joy. I love that place. It’s always made me happy.
Dropped dead into sleep at 11:30 and woke up at 1am with a stomach bug or food poisoning.
Of course!
More later!
Tracy