Well, we’re back from visiting Donnie’s grandparents who – if you’ll recall – were displaced to live with his aunt because their home was destroyed during Katrina. We had to have a war with Atlanta traffic on Friday, but MrZ came out the victor, having worked in downtown Atlanta years ago. He was a seasoned veteran whereas I was balled up in the fetal position crying and begging for backroads.
I do NOT handle big city driving well. Or at all, for that matter.
We had a great visit and I’m really glad we planned the trip. It was great seeing MrZ’s grandparents again and I look forward to visiting again at Christmas. They still are not very close to having a home back in Slidell to move into, but they have settled into their new situation in Georgia and seem to be doing really well. NikkiZ did well both on the road, and staying in a new home. We invaded MrZ’s 14 year old cousin’s bedroom for the weekend. We tried our best to not leave any evidence behind that we had been there. However, we did come VERY close to leaving our garbage bag full of diapers under her Jesse McCartney (sp?) poster, which I’m sure she would have loved. Before we walked out the door I said, “MrZ! You have to go throw that bag of diapers away! If we leave that in her room we’ll never be invited back.”
Close call. How would YOU like lending your room out to family and coming back to a giant garbage bag full of dirty diapers?
We’re glad to be home, and now it’s time to get ready for Thanksgiving and all of my family to come into town. I love the Holidays. They make me crazy, but in a very good way.
Look! She’s starting to smile!!!