The weekend was a success! The party turned out great, everyone showed up and there were lots of kids running everywhere, singing and dancing and just generally having a blast.
It was really nice to host something like that and we all had so much fun that I am sure we will do it again soon. I was even good about eating right!
Now.... the next day was a little crazy, but it turned out fine in the end. It went a little something like this:
I got up, helped bf get out the door to go to work, made breakfast for all the kids and then began getting my two ready to take to my mothers house in Oklahoma. My best friend came over and said she would ride with me (it is a 2 hr drive each direction) and we loaded up the car to head out. The drive there was pretty relaxed and we got there in good time. Hung out for a little while with my mom and had some lunch and then decided to hit the road so that we would get back home at a decent time. Just as I grab all my stuff it starts POURING rain. Not a little rain. It was a downpour. I have driven through this sort of thing numerous times before so I decide let's just go....
About 20 minutes later I started to regret that decision. We were on a 2 lane road with no shoulder in the middle of nowhere. And I mean nowhere. I couldn't see further than a few feet in front of my car and suddenly it begins to hail. I pull up the radar on my phone and see that we are driving straight into the worst part of the storm. I finally see a long gravel driveway leading up to a house and I pull over. My friend is saying something along the lines of us waiting it out or maybe just trying to go ahead and drive through and that it looked like the worst was passing us now. All I am thinking is that I can see where we are going and it looks NASTY. So I finally tell her that I am going to turn around and go back to the last town we were in and get gas and wait for it to let up a little.
So we turn around. The way back was easy. The storm had already blown through there and the sun was starting to shine again. We stop at the first gas station and after filling up I look at the radar again and decide that if we leave right then we may be able to squeeze between two cells of storms that are on top of us. So we go....
The further we get down the road, the more small limbs from trees are scattered across the road. Then we get into an actual town and the traffic is building up. I look to my left and see an 18-wheeler laying on its side on the grass median. I look to my right and the gas station roof has been torn off and is twisted and scattered along the side of the highway along with a road sign. Then I see this:
All I could think was that if we had gone ahead and kept driving we would have been right in the middle of that and I started shaking all over. Needless to say, for once, I listened to my intuition (it was screaming at me not to drive any further into that storm) and I was really glad that I listened to it. And I think that my friend was a little relieved that I didn't listen to her and drive through it anyway. Once we got through the backup from the storm damage it went pretty smoothly the rest of the way home, but it definitely made for an adventure!
Besides my road trip I have just been seriously busy at work this week and have not had a free moment to think straight. But I am not complaining because I would rather be busy any day of the week than just sitting here with nothing to do.
I have still not been faithfully tracking, but I have been keeping track in my head and I know that I am pretty much staying on course.
And I have every intention on getting back to it. I just got thrown off this month. It has been hectic and crazy but I have been keeping all my goals in mind and I know that once I start, I will pick it right back up and get down to business.
Hope everyone is having a great week!!! I have missed all of you and will get around to catching up with everyone asap :)