So you know the saying when it rains it pours…?  Let’s start with poor Bumpa, Grandma and Parker hitting a deer while we were still in the hospital. Luckily, they are all fine however the Jeep not so much.  Parker wasn’t fazed and only asked the whole ride home if ‘it was a momma deer’?

Then our dog sitter calls me crying. I thought for sure Mozzie was a gone-er. I was relieved when I found out he hadn’t but immediately felt terrible when she told me she crashed her car into the bay. Guys she didn’t just slide off the road. The roads were black ice and she slid through the stop sign at Center road (a 55 mph road) and went over a small cliff right into the bay! It’s shallow there so the car didn’t sink but she was completely surrounded by water. Terrible! Luckily, she is okay! Again, her car not so much. 

THEN Mimi has had the world’s worst 30 hours of traveling. Started in Tulsa OK. The flight to Chicago got canceled due to weather and a plane sliding off the runway. Then they sent her to DFW which she spent ALL day. Finally made it to Chicago late last night just in time to run to her Traverse connection flight and miss it. Her Uber never showed to take her to her hotel for the night so she caught a cat nap in O’Hare.. A few more delays today and when they were descending into TC they got word that our airport had closed and they went back to Chicago. Probably because of all the snow and white out conditions. Seriously? 

I’ve decided it is to the point of being comical. Any one of the above in one week would’ve been a story all on its own, but all three is just ridiculous. We are choosing to laugh instead of cry and as Devos told us, one day at a time. 

I might drink an extra glass of wine tonight though. 

I’m sure tomorrow will be better. =)