So, my initial flight out of Milwaukee was delayed four hours, but my ride had already left by the time I found this out so Ava and I camped out at the airport. It was actually not as horrible of an experience as I anticipated. Ava thought running around the terminal was the funnest thing in the world, so I just read magazines while she played. By the time we got on the plane, though, she was so tired that I couldn't get her to sleep and she screamed most of the flight. We survived, however, and landed in...ATLANTA. Why in the world was I flying through Atlanta to get to Denver? My husband's question was why in the world hadn't I noticed that when I bought the ticket? I hadn't even checked where I was flying through, I'd just bought the cheapest ticket. I'll never do THAT again! The flight from Atlanta took over 3 hours! And I had a lap child who REALLY did not want to stay in my lap! Luckily, though, we found a seat that didn't have anyone next to it and Ava was so sleepy by that point (I'd also given her some Benadryl, just to make sure) that she just curled up on the seat next to me and fell asleep. So, it wasn't as bad as it could've been. We got to Denver, though, at 11 pm, which was midnight our time and we'd gotten to the airport in Milwaukee at noon. So we'd basically been traveling (or trying to) for 12 hours. Let's just say that both of us were ready to crash that night.
The Dickmans' home was SO beautiful. If I didn't know we were buying a new home I would've been so jealous that my skin probably would've literally turned green. And Denver was such a fun city - so sunny, I loved it. We had lots of fun. We got our nails done, went to a movie, a ward party, went shopping (at Sports Authority - Tim gets a great deal there!), went downtown and hung out with some of the Dickmans' awesome neighbors. It was really fun to get to know Shannon's new friends. Now I can know the people she talks to me about. It was weird to hang out with her in a different city and a different house. It was a little twilight-zonish at first. It also REALLY made me sad to be with her kids without my kids there to play with them. Our kids used to do absolutely everything together (because Shannon and I did everything together and drug them around with us!) and they were almost like siblings. It made me sad that they weren't all together again and to know that their memories of each other were fuzzy. We're definitely going to have to do some family vacations together.
Now, I know this is a shock to everyone, but we did take lots of pictures. Thanks to Tim we were able to get a lot of fun ones together. Here's some of my favorites:I love this one:
We took some fun ones of each other, too: In these next ones we were trying to turn our heads and get our hair flying in a "sexy, tousled" look. Not sure we succeeded.
And then these are some pictures of Ava from the trip:
Porter was trying to give her a kiss in this next one:
I had SO much fun. The weekend ended way too soon. Shannon and I cried and cried at the airport. I finally had to tell myself to stop while I was waiting in the check-in line because people were starting to stare at me. Shannon and I both ended up calling our husbands bawling and they then called each other to laugh at their wives. Thanks for the sympathy, guys! It kills me to think that we probably will never be able to hang out every day with each other and our kids and eat cereal all day off the floor and surf the internet and work on pictures or on our business or watch Gilmore Girls. Those were the days...
I love you Shannon! Thanks for being such an awesome friend!