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Jul. 27th, 2010 09:49 amInteresting three weeks of my life is over and now I am home. I did enjoy seeing my sisters and their kids. It was kinda hectic and insane a few times with nine kids. All three girls got strep throat, but antibiotics are sometimes wonderful things. The highlight for me was discovering that the older seven could all sing and knew all the words to Fireflies by Owl City. So we set them up with a karaoke version and they did a performance for us. It made my mother cry. A lot. It was beautiful. My muti-colored, crazy quilt family. Seven kids between six and nine years old, lined up singing about slowing the world down to enjoy the sparkle of life. But there were also lots of other beautiful moments.
Last Wednesday I went to the Usborne Books & More national convention in Tulsa while Brad flew out to KC and went with the girls to Lake of the Ozarks with his family. I learned a ton and was motivated and inspired and the girls learned how to water ski and came home with rashes all over their bodies and swimmer's ear infections. Heh. I also had a brand new experience that I hope never to repeat. On Saturday evening I ran out to get a diet coke because the hotel only sold pepsi products and that was just not doing it for me. I was in a bit of a hurry because I had to be at the formal awards banquet in an hour and needed a shower. So I bought my diet coke and threw my wallet in the general direction of the giant bag I had on the seat next to me, then grabbed the bag and ran for my room. As I was packing my little purse for the banquet I discovered I couldn't find my wallet. Panicked and looked everywhere and then remembered the toss and reasoned that it was probably sitting on the seat of my car. I shrugged and decided it would have to stay there because I was already late. Next morning I went out to get my car and move it to the front of the hotel so I could load my luggage and the driver's side window was completely smashed and my wallet was gone. Opportunistic jerks, taking advantage of my stupidity. *sigh* This made getting home a challenge as I had fifteen dollars to my name (money owed to me by my roomate), an empty gas tank, no credit cards or debit cards, no driver's license or any form of id, and a car full of glass. I borrowed money from my wonderful Usborne supervisor and the hotel manager helped me clean out the glass and I drove four hours back to KC in 95 degree heat at 75 miles an hour without a window, praying it wouldn't rain on me (it didn't). Fun times. I spent all day yesterday on the phone with banks and stuff. Identity theft is a real possibility here because my and Brad's social security numbers are on my military id card which was, of course, in that wallet. Should be fun watching for that kind of stuff. We got the window replaced yesterday morning and took off for Denver. So we got home about 9pm last night and I am thoroughly exhausted by emotional upheaval. I slept for 11 hours straight last night. I get way more tired out by crowds and constant interaction with people than I do by physical activity. I will need at least a week to recovery from that convention and its aftermath. Heh.
Last Wednesday I went to the Usborne Books & More national convention in Tulsa while Brad flew out to KC and went with the girls to Lake of the Ozarks with his family. I learned a ton and was motivated and inspired and the girls learned how to water ski and came home with rashes all over their bodies and swimmer's ear infections. Heh. I also had a brand new experience that I hope never to repeat. On Saturday evening I ran out to get a diet coke because the hotel only sold pepsi products and that was just not doing it for me. I was in a bit of a hurry because I had to be at the formal awards banquet in an hour and needed a shower. So I bought my diet coke and threw my wallet in the general direction of the giant bag I had on the seat next to me, then grabbed the bag and ran for my room. As I was packing my little purse for the banquet I discovered I couldn't find my wallet. Panicked and looked everywhere and then remembered the toss and reasoned that it was probably sitting on the seat of my car. I shrugged and decided it would have to stay there because I was already late. Next morning I went out to get my car and move it to the front of the hotel so I could load my luggage and the driver's side window was completely smashed and my wallet was gone. Opportunistic jerks, taking advantage of my stupidity. *sigh* This made getting home a challenge as I had fifteen dollars to my name (money owed to me by my roomate), an empty gas tank, no credit cards or debit cards, no driver's license or any form of id, and a car full of glass. I borrowed money from my wonderful Usborne supervisor and the hotel manager helped me clean out the glass and I drove four hours back to KC in 95 degree heat at 75 miles an hour without a window, praying it wouldn't rain on me (it didn't). Fun times. I spent all day yesterday on the phone with banks and stuff. Identity theft is a real possibility here because my and Brad's social security numbers are on my military id card which was, of course, in that wallet. Should be fun watching for that kind of stuff. We got the window replaced yesterday morning and took off for Denver. So we got home about 9pm last night and I am thoroughly exhausted by emotional upheaval. I slept for 11 hours straight last night. I get way more tired out by crowds and constant interaction with people than I do by physical activity. I will need at least a week to recovery from that convention and its aftermath. Heh.
