CA semi-Bridals and The Crash

So now onto The Crash…

You may or may not know that I just returned (literally about 2 hours ago) from a visit to Arizona to see my a new bestie, Aimee, her family, longtime friends of mine (10 years) and my bio-dad and his wife (Gary & Jo); and help Aimee shoot her first ‘solo’ wedding. CJane was itchin’ to see her sister, and my friend, NieNie, so we made the commute together.

Let me first say that Miss Courtney is a fine, fine passenger. She attended to Piper every step of the way while I drove the 11.5 hours there and back again; with SONG no less (although Piper wasn’t too fond of hearing her sing – I like it though)! I’ll have to admit that I was a little bit nervous traveling so far with a 3.5yr old that has been cursed to be just like me when I was little (by my mom, when she was mad at me). However, to my utter surprise, Piper was a DREAM in the car; ABSOLUTE (usually reminds me of Vodka ads but not in this example) dream. After almost 24 hours secluded with CJane I would like to publicly admit that I love that girl even MORE than I did before. Granted, I’ve been all lovey dovey lately but I really mean it. And she’s not paying me to say that. Oh, and I’d also like to admit that I find her to be the finest writer I know (because I don’t personally know Stephenie Meyer, who would be my first choice currently). Have you READ her posts on Segullah?

Anyhow, I digress.

Dropped off CJane and eventually made our way to Aimee’s in Queen Creek, Arizona (otherwise known as Egypt because it’s SO far away from everything). On her door was a cute drawing that was quickly thrown away before I could take a picture or stuff it in my suitcase for safekeeping that said I’ve arrived at their hotel and they’re expecting 2 guests. SO cute!!!

Long story short… Piper and I had a GREAT time with Miss Aimee and her cute family (she has 5 adorable kids and one doting/funny husband). They were fabulous hosts even though I flooded 3 rooms and a hallway causing enough damage to warrant a call to restoration experts who quickly tore out 1/2 the 3rd car ceiling, all the baseboards & toe kick in the bathroom and padding under the carpet in 2 rooms and the hall. I KNOW. I was (and still am) physically sick over the whole ordeal even though they were SUPER sweet about the whole thing. Let’s see if we get invited over again ;o)

I messed up on this trip (should I be admitting this publicly). Not saying that because I’m proud of it but because I recognize my part and am sad how some things turned out. One example: I told my bio-dad and his wife that I’d call them over the weekend to iron out the plans for meeting Monday or Tuesday. Well, I slacked and didn’t call until Monday. He told me they wouldn’t be able to see us because they had to make other arrangements. What a big disappointment and a HUGE mistake I won’t be making again. Lesson learned and hopefully I won’t be in the dog house too long. If y’all are reading this… I’m sorry for letting you down.

Sometimes I don’t think things through clearly. Sometimes ;o) Riley can vouch for that (sorry and I hope we will talk soon).

Oh, so the crash… it happened on the way home. My crash consisted of artificial popcorn, Sprite, cheddar Pringles, peanut butter M&M’s, teriyaki beef jerky, whipped brie (who thought that up – it’s disgusting) and crackers. If you read my blog you know that I’ve been on a better eating regimend where I’ve cut out soda, fast/junk food and candy. Well, I slipped on the way home because I was so upset with myself for making so many mistakes over the trip (I know you think I’m pretty close to perfect, but I’m not LOL) and thought that the junk food would fill the emptiness. It didn’t. The food didn’t even taste remotely good. It was gross. Now I know that turning to food isn’t the answer (wait, didn’t I already know that? Obviously not).

Phew… it’s been a week.