Whirlwind

It has been one of those weeks, and isn't quite over yet.

I flew to Dallas last Thursday to visit my parents, whom I hadn't seen since we got pregnant. I was really looking forward to hanging out with them for a few days. Last Sunday, before I left, we got word that Kevin's grandmother had passed away. With a memorial service in the works, we began shuffling and buying flights. So I flew to Dallas last Thursday, as planned. Then flew to California on Sunday evening, and landed in the middle of the firestorm that is sweeping the southern coast. The Santa Ana winds were unbelievable, and the sky was full of smoke. It was wild. We had the memorial service on Monday morning, then Kevin and I both flew out Monday night -- me back to Dallas, and Kevin on a red-eye back home. I spent another couple of days in Dallas, and then flew home yesterday.

I got one glorious night in my own bed last night, albeit without Kevin, who caught a train to Boston yesterday for work. Now, I'm meeting Kevin's train at Penn Station tonight, where we will catch a train over to Newark Airport and rent a car (which is considerably cheaper then renting in the city), and drive 3+ hours to Delaware to celebrate his mom's 60th birthday this weekend with his family. We will finally be home on Monday night.

It has been fun -- seeing my parents and grandfather, getting a quick visit with Kevin's extended family in California -- and we're looking forward to this weekend with his parents and sisters and spouses. But we will definitely be ready for things to slow down (hopefully?!?) next week.

Whew!