Well we are home from vacation. I am still trying to figure out whether it was a good vacation or bad. No seriously, it was an absolutely wonderful vacation, but we certainly had our share of problems. We are trying to look at it as we are grateful we never had these problems before.
We were about 3 hours on the road when we got a signal that we had a flat tire. Andy spent about 30 minutes trying to get the equipment out from the back underneath the dogs of course before giving up and having me call AAA. We were out in the boonies and it took awhile for him to get there. Tire change went easy, but our spare was a little low so he had an air compressor and set about getting air in our tire. Literally 45 minutes later we were finally ready after me sticking my head out the window about 50 times asking how much longer and being told 5 minutes more each of those 50 times.
Ahhh, on the road again ready to make up some time only to have one of our dogs have explosive diahrrea in the back not 10 minutes back on the road. We lost one quilt in the process, I really feel sorry if someone tries to rescue that quilt. We had to throw it on the side of the road because the next exit from where we had the flat tire had not one single building in site. So we loaded her up on Immodium and tenatively got on the road. The rest of the day was filled with stops to clean either diahrrea or pukes as apparantly, Immodium upset her tummy. This was broke up with intense thunder storms that made walking the dogs almost impossible.
Three hours behind schedule we pressed on to the hotel we had reservations at. I am so glad we did because if not we would have missed Beckley Virginia's hot spot. We drive up to the only hotel at the exit, where a rip roaring noise was coming from the bar. After waiting almost 20 minutes to check in because there was only 1 person on the desk, we find that aren't we lucky, we only have to walk a short distance because our room is on the first floor right near the bar. I politely ask when the bar closes as it is already almost 2am and am told that it depends on when the bar stops making money.
We get to our room and after looking around decided to not take my shoes off, ever. I asked where the laundry room was as I had many blankets to wash after our adventurous first day. I was told it was in the basement, wonderful. Visions of every horror movie I ever watched flashed across my mind. Fortunately my night(or I should say morning) in the basement was uneventful.
The second day on the road was thankfully short with no major issues. Andy kicked butt getting the cottage ready for me then flew home on Monday for two weeks before he flew back for his vacation. I pick him up at the airport and then we stop at Walmart for the big two week food shopping expidition. I had already driven four hours that day and after 2 hours at Walmart(yes, I know, shoot me please) I was exhausted. I should have listened to my husband when he told me to get in the car and rest but we had 3 shopping carts to load up and I wanted to help. Unfortunately my hubby parked on a curb and with both my hands full down I went. I went down so hard I was seeing stars and I didn't hit my head. My right knee buckled and my left ankle got twisted under me and then I went straight down on my knee cap. How I didn't break my ankle is beyond me. I sat there stunned as my husband yelled I couldn't just lay there! Long story short, everything was either twisted, bruised or road rash. my ankle is still swollen but there is no pain.
Thinking this had to be the end of our bad luck we tried to start our vacation and have fun. Lets put the jet ski's in. Since we do not have 4 wheel drive getting up the hill is a challenge. We got stuck last year and had to get help but figured out if I sat in the back and Andy hugged the right we could get up. So that was our plan although Andy hugged a little too much to the right and all of a sudden after a big boom and things flying I see the trailer tip up in the air and then a big thud as it went down and we were again stuck half way up but this time we added a nice big dent in the trailer and the light is in about 1000 pieces. Oh he hit a nice big tree stump.
Now, there is no way possible anything else could go wrong, we obviously didn't say that not wanting to jinx anything. We do a lot of cooking at Rockmere and I was making chicken salad and as I was boiling the chicken the flame went out on the burner. I walked into the kitchen to a horrible smell of gas. Thank God the windows and doors were already opened and I didn't blow myself to kingdom come!
After some days of no excitement we thought we'd finally take the dogs down to the river to play. They love it and we used to take them everytime we went down but with Daisha were not 100% sure she wouldn't run away so we don't do it as often. We lug down all the stuff for a nice afternoon on the river and the dogs are chasing each other having a wonderful time. 2 Minutes down there and all of a sudden Daisha starts crying and crawling to me. I rush to her thinking she broke her leg. Andy see that she cut her front leg badly, you could see all the way down. I hold it to stop the bleeding while he runs up to get something to wrap it in. We wrap it then rush up the hill to try and call a vet to get her in. Of course it's a Sunday so it will be an emergency visit. I grab the phone book only to find it's from 1996. We call some friends and play phone tag back and forth as we don't get cell phone coverage at the cottage. Finally we get a vet on the line and drive the 45 minutes to the vet. She had to be sedated and got a bunch of stitches.
This was it for me. I had hung in there with all the other stuff, but I was now done. We had another 5 days left but I was ready to come home. We prayed our trip home would be uneventful and praise God it was except that Chrissy started peeing blood which was from an infection and I had the antibiotics on hand. So we started those immediately and had to stop a little more than usual but no other problems.
So now I am feeling blue I guess. I don't know if it's because of the stress of the trip or after vacation blues. I am tired but after dealing with all that, tired is relative. I don't like feeling this way and I don't often. I hope it passes quickly. Andy is having to work long hours to catch up so maybe I am just feeling lonely after spending all day together. Whatever it is it will pass.
Take Care
Mel
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