Needless to say, that stress fest is behind us.
It made me so sick at the wedding (probably the hearty amount of salt-ingested while eating out in New Orleans had a little something to do with it too) that I had a horrible migraine that completely debilitated me for the wedding reception.
About the only good thing is that I did get a chance to leave some nice comments for the bride and groom on their pages that they left on the table to make up their memory book from later.
But the wedding food was 1. too rich or 2. not something I could put in my mouth in my kosher style eating habits. They had oyster rockerfeller and shrimp alfredo sauce over pasta and sushi and roasted vegetables and rack of lamb and mashed potatoes with butter and cheese and bacon bits...
We were also all stressed out by the lack of common courtesy from the hosts who seemed unable to let old grudges and hurtful sentiments lie. [Was that worded enigmatically enough to not count as lashon harah?]
My mother was uncomfortable, my father was not happy that my mother was uncomfortable {physically}, my brother was uncomfortable, my sister in law was uncomfortable, my husband was uncomfortable (we left our precious sleeping children in the care of a total stranger in a strange city with a pool in the backyard of the house - luckily Eran had the foresight to buy a toy train set and keep it hidden so that when Jonathan woke up he was instantly distracted by the new favorite toy)
All of these already uncomfortable adults then had to deal with me being totally incapacitated at a family affair where all I really wanted to do was hang out and spend time with everyone.
Then the ride back to Houston was a nightmare. I nearly fell asleep at the wheel several different times. So much so that I stopped off in Baton Rouge for a cat nap and then again somewhere else at a truck stop. Also we had frog choker storms along the way too not to mention bathroom and food and cranky Yael stops right off the interstate that lost us a lot of time too. It was a really long ride!
Also, as if the migraine and the terrible drive home weren't enough, I started coughing and getting sick on Friday afternoon - I'll blame it on the New Orleans germ pool for lack of a more acceptable excuse!
I spent the whole weekend ferrying people to and from birthday parties and Chuck E Cheese and running errands while hacking my lungs up about once every 10 minutes or so. And then I had to spend Monday morning catching up on rest and putting my life back together to get ready for the next trip with 2 small children - that is of course after dropping off the kiddos at pre-camp where we had to search to find Jonathan's new classroom and remembering that Yael is in a different classroom too - my routine is just shaken that much. Then took Eran to the post office and his office and by then he was running too late to even pick up a bagel for lunch, so he'll be super hungry later!
And I wanted to do the mounds of laundry that have piled up, thinking that Monday was a good day because everyone would be at work. NOT SO. All 6 washers were full and there was still a line. How frustrating when I planned on that to be effective use of my sick time on the couch. I washed dishes and picked up the living room instead! Gotta go now and get that laundry in before it gets too late...
