We arrived home safely last night from our weekend away, exhausted and sore. The car ride home that usually takes four hours on the nose ( a little less in pristine conditions) took over six hours. Blasted Nor'easter. The roads were slushy and slick, sleet was pouring down on our car, and we were the only loonie bins on the road for a good three hours. But, we got home safely. Praise God for that. I thought for sure we were going to die. Really, I did.
It was a good time visiting, it always is. This weekend was strictly a NEWMAN weekend. Next weekend will be a strictly CANTRELL weekend. It's nicer that way because it isn't so TERRIBLY hectic. I only hope that the weather clears up by the end of this week, because I don't want to have to travel in weather like we did this weekend for a VERY LONG TIME. OK. Ideally, NEVER.
Travelling so much is part of the season, I suppose. Not only are we giving presents, but we are giving our presence and our childrens' presence. It seems that with Gary and Linda, seeing Corynn and Andrew is the best gift of all so-hey. Merry Christmas! :-) All this travelling though, does really make you appreciate and value being home sweet home. There really is NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
Just walking in the door made me sigh with contentedness. I noticed an excitement in Corynn and Andrew as well. Granted, I was happily surprised we had reached home alive...and Corynn and Andrew were super enthusiastic just to be out of their carseats after 6 hours...so maybe that accounts for it all. ;-)
Last night we threw ourselves on the couch and watched a movie. The kids went to bed at 6:15 pm. Matt and I followed at 8:00. This is going to be a BUSY week but it has already started out well, because we are HOME.
And the house didn't burn down in our absence!