Thanks-Heaving Week-End
Monday night I work late, trying to pull everything together before leaving for Thanksgiving....The entire family is traveling to South Dakota to spend the holiday with Collette and Troy in their new home!
It had been an eventful week-end.
The CFP board was Friday afternoon and all day Saturday. Tired and still not packed I went to bed at midnight. Around three in the morning Trevor woke up to say the phone had been ringing. Not fond of late night calls, I immediately jumped out of bed.
Collette who has been waiting to adopt had been notified that the birth mother had gone into labor a few weeks earlier than planned. She was flying into SLC in a few hours and would need to be picked-up at the airport.
Too excited to sleep, I stayed up, showered, and waited. We got Collette to the hospital in time for the delivery where she was actually able to stay in the room and cut the cord of little Dalton. I spent the rest of the week-end back and forth between the hospital and home.
Monday night, extremely tired, but happy I started packing. The plan was to leave first thing in the morning, Collette and Dalton flying and a caravan of Christensens headed for good times. We even scheduled a family portrait...the first in many years.
That's when it happened....that unmistakable, undeniable, just shoot me feeling. I spent the rest of the night with my head in the toilet, and that was just the beginning. Soon I didn't know if I should be sitting or standing. Being the trooper that I am, I did manage to drag myself to the truck for the 10 hour drive. I layed in the back seat the entire time, praying that I'd have a restroom when I needed it.
By Friday I was feeling well enough to venture outside of the home. We were plannng an outing to "Bear Country".
Now as Paul Harvey would say...the rest of the story. Ten minutes into the two hour drive...a wild kingdom where the animals roam freely and the humans are in their cages(cars)Makiya joins the living dead. Five minutes later, Bridger joins her. Stuck in our cars there is nothing to do but hang out the window, offering new feed for the hungry bears. By night fall, Collette, Justin, Chase and Dale are vying for the bathrooms, suddenly four is far too little.
Trevor, who remains healthy is frantically clean, clean, cleaning! Everything within site has been wiped down, lysoled, signs put on bathroom doors specifiying use for germ free humans only. He's a maniac!
Pictures have been cancelled, beds are full, and the new home has definitely had it's christening.
It had been an eventful week-end.
The CFP board was Friday afternoon and all day Saturday. Tired and still not packed I went to bed at midnight. Around three in the morning Trevor woke up to say the phone had been ringing. Not fond of late night calls, I immediately jumped out of bed.
Collette who has been waiting to adopt had been notified that the birth mother had gone into labor a few weeks earlier than planned. She was flying into SLC in a few hours and would need to be picked-up at the airport.
Too excited to sleep, I stayed up, showered, and waited. We got Collette to the hospital in time for the delivery where she was actually able to stay in the room and cut the cord of little Dalton. I spent the rest of the week-end back and forth between the hospital and home.
Monday night, extremely tired, but happy I started packing. The plan was to leave first thing in the morning, Collette and Dalton flying and a caravan of Christensens headed for good times. We even scheduled a family portrait...the first in many years.
That's when it happened....that unmistakable, undeniable, just shoot me feeling. I spent the rest of the night with my head in the toilet, and that was just the beginning. Soon I didn't know if I should be sitting or standing. Being the trooper that I am, I did manage to drag myself to the truck for the 10 hour drive. I layed in the back seat the entire time, praying that I'd have a restroom when I needed it.
By Friday I was feeling well enough to venture outside of the home. We were plannng an outing to "Bear Country".
Now as Paul Harvey would say...the rest of the story. Ten minutes into the two hour drive...a wild kingdom where the animals roam freely and the humans are in their cages(cars)Makiya joins the living dead. Five minutes later, Bridger joins her. Stuck in our cars there is nothing to do but hang out the window, offering new feed for the hungry bears. By night fall, Collette, Justin, Chase and Dale are vying for the bathrooms, suddenly four is far too little.
Trevor, who remains healthy is frantically clean, clean, cleaning! Everything within site has been wiped down, lysoled, signs put on bathroom doors specifiying use for germ free humans only. He's a maniac!
Pictures have been cancelled, beds are full, and the new home has definitely had it's christening.
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