Road Trip

I am so thankful that the last three weeks of treatments have been the best so far. Only a few lingering side-effects hindered our weekend time. Yea!

As a matter of fact, we just returned from a family road trip. "Oh the agony", one might say, but it wasn't so bad at all.

The trip began heading toward Columbus, Georgia to see our dear friends Garett and Mary Martha. Their daughter, AH, was literally waiting at the door for us to arrive with Baby O. She had already donned her Cinderella costume and prepared Ariel for Baby O. It took O a while, but once she warmed up, the costume went on and never came off. Goofy kids!

The goal of the trip was to see Grandma Issa and Cod so we proceeded down south. After the third time through Finding Nemo only by hearing since O had the screen, I thought briefly about the pain that would follow by banging my head against the steering wheel. Well, we all survived - me included - and made it to the grandparents house sans Buddie the cat since she heard us coming about forty miles out.

In classic grandparent form, our arrival was met with gifts. Nope, this was not Christmas or our first visit ever as for those one might expect the extra pomp and circumstance. It was just a normal visit with abnormal humans called grandparents. They are ALL crazy, but it's just a part of their job description. The new toys and goo-goo eyed grandparents kept O occupied as Hot Wife and I unloaded the car.

Like I said, the weekend was great treatment-wise, so we all enjoyed the excellent weather and great resources offered from costal life. O performed all her tricks which included Pee-Pie, ABC puzzles, and saying "thank you". O also hunted lizzards and Buddie the cat to no avail. I think Buddie the cal really likes no one. She just shows up enough to get her next meal and a warm house.

Buddie made her presence known at the most inopportune time. Argh! We had just about gotten Baby O to sleep when Buddie let out a loud "meow" and of course, O became instantly alert to her arrival. Parents, you know the feeling when this happens.

We were sad to leave the lifestyle of Ponte Vedra Beach, but we must move on. Savannah, here we come!

My aunt and uncle have a home in Savannah. They seem to like the climate and golf, but I think it's really the grandkids that bring them back so often. Upon our arrival, we acheived tourist bliss, by visiting the river front area. I use the word "bliss" loosely since I typically despise the touristy spots, but sometimes you've just got to go. Right? The river front area is very nice though and beautiful to boot. We ate crab bisque and buttery prailenes. Yum!

The highlight of the Savannah leg of our trip was dinner with my cousins. We'll call them the Cleaver's. Dad is a hard-working provider, mom a loving care giver, and two daughters with an angelic graceousness. Hot Wife and I were encouraged to see such a family. Thank's ya'll. By the way, if you are reading this, O loves the book and baby you gave her. She has named the baby "baby". Go figure!

Well our trip summary has come to a close for those of you who have kept reading. The drive home consisted of another three viewings of Finding Nemo. Nemo is much better than a crying baby!