Dear Diary Monday...

Tomorrow is the BIG DAY...my first plane ride. I had a small anxiety attack over it yesterday, but I got myself calm, thought long and hard about it and realized....I am being absolutely ridiculous. Flying is safe, children do it every day, and if a fucking 5 year old can board a plane and have fun, then I think a 37 year old could manage to handle it! So, giving myself that talk, put it in perspective and I am back to really looking forward to this awesome opportunity I have been given.

The weekend got a little f*d up. Dylan woke up yesterday and could barely stand up. I called around and found an emergency chiropractor who worked on Sunday and Dylan ended up having to visit him twice yesterday. He was in so much pain that I seriously thought we were going to the ER for some shots or something....
and we even discussed (only briefly) about canceling Maui. So, depending on how he feels, we might actually cancel our dunebuggy tour, but the rest is ON! So, with him being laid up, I cleaned the entire house myself, top to bottom, spotless. I was amazed because I am not even remotely sore today...which makes me very happy.

So, this will more than likely be the last post until we are home. I hope every one has a wonderful week, stays out of trouble, and I will be sending texts to you from the airplane! LOVE TO EVERYONE!!!