Just a week!
Oh golly an update on us.
We have normal life and our jobs. We cast the show assassins and had the first read through. Then as if the universe had listened my grandmother in law passed away. This worked out well as the show could go into music rehearsals and we could go to Miami. My mother very kindly came to town and took my boys. They were both so well behaved getting into her van and driving away they seemed happy even.
Less than 12 hours of learning the news we were on a flight to Miami to catch a funeral wake that started before we even left. Getting dressed in the airport is no fun. Jump in a rental car and hit funeral mode at full speed.
Our second day started way too early in the morning, I suppose I should just be grateful we didn't sit wake all night! We did manage to have a fantastic breakfast for the two of us including fresh squeezed OJ for under $8 at a little bodega. Yum! Then more wake and more family and then we buried her. Now both sets of grandparents are buried in the same cemetery. 2 rides in the limo later we refreshed and headed to my grandmother in law's apartment to sort through her affects. We worked like dogs for the next 4 days. We took as few breaks as possible and I sorted and organized papers and letters from this woman's nearly 90 years of life. All of the letters and papers were in Spanish and I don't speak or read Spanish so it was quite challenging. We did manage to save as much important stuff as we could but most just had to be tossed.
We did make time to go on a date with no curfew to be back to get the kidlets. We also drove to the keys to take some items to Tony's mother and sister. Neither of whom even called their relative knowing she was on her death bed and would die any day nor did they attend the funeral nor come help us clean up and dispose of her affects. Sadly our keys trip was disappointing and a waste of time.
We managed to stay on the shows production while out of town making a thousand calls to Atlanta to various sundry crew people and through email and I called to check on my boys every day. Finn had never spent a night without me much less 5 and Miguel had only spent 1 or 2 days at a time away. Miguel around day 4 told my mom that he "missed his other mom, Julie"
We had initially planned to come home Monday but with the holiday we couldn't get the death certificate till Tuesday so we ended up staying till Tuesday. We work up bright and early Tuesday and went to the health department only to discover the employees in that department were all in training for the day. At this point I lost it. I stood crying in the metal detector at the health department pleading with the security guard to call someone to help me because I missed my babies and wanted to come home to them. They didn't help... it is possible they truly couldn't help but they didn't even try.
Then Tony and I went for a nice lunch to have the restraint suddenly surrounded by TV cameras. Apparently Castro was announced to possibly be on his death bed and then some rumors that he may already be dead started and the energy in Miami increased. It was as if the news increased the city's temperature and volume. Our flight was scheduled for 8pm Tuesday night but we decided it was a better plan to get the hell out of Dodge. We ran off to the airport and got on the first flight out. Armed with a cool wood car for each boy as a gift we arrived in Atlanta around 5pm jumped in our airport parked car and headed straight to Tennessee to pick up our kids.
My mom kept Finn awake to see us when we arrived around 11 pm but Miguel had fallen asleep. Finn was in shock when he saw us... he sat there dazed. Then tried to crawl away but was overcome and started to cry so hard he couldn't crawl so I picked him up. He was quite happy to see me but wouldn't kiss me for several days. In the morning I woke early so I could go stare at Miguel. After about an hour I thought I would run have breakfast and on my way out the door I kissed him on the cheek. In his dreams he smiled and started rubbing his own shoulder. Then his eyes fluttered open and closed again and then leaped into the air to hug me. He showered me in love and "I miss you momma". I told him daddy was downstairs and he took off running down the hall then down the stairs and leaped onto Tony. Miguel was a happy boy to see us.
After lunch we drove home
Our lives should slow some. We have Miguel's surgery Monday and then only the show to keep us occupied outside our daily activities. It doesn't sound slow does it?
We have normal life and our jobs. We cast the show assassins and had the first read through. Then as if the universe had listened my grandmother in law passed away. This worked out well as the show could go into music rehearsals and we could go to Miami. My mother very kindly came to town and took my boys. They were both so well behaved getting into her van and driving away they seemed happy even.
Less than 12 hours of learning the news we were on a flight to Miami to catch a funeral wake that started before we even left. Getting dressed in the airport is no fun. Jump in a rental car and hit funeral mode at full speed.
Our second day started way too early in the morning, I suppose I should just be grateful we didn't sit wake all night! We did manage to have a fantastic breakfast for the two of us including fresh squeezed OJ for under $8 at a little bodega. Yum! Then more wake and more family and then we buried her. Now both sets of grandparents are buried in the same cemetery. 2 rides in the limo later we refreshed and headed to my grandmother in law's apartment to sort through her affects. We worked like dogs for the next 4 days. We took as few breaks as possible and I sorted and organized papers and letters from this woman's nearly 90 years of life. All of the letters and papers were in Spanish and I don't speak or read Spanish so it was quite challenging. We did manage to save as much important stuff as we could but most just had to be tossed.
We did make time to go on a date with no curfew to be back to get the kidlets. We also drove to the keys to take some items to Tony's mother and sister. Neither of whom even called their relative knowing she was on her death bed and would die any day nor did they attend the funeral nor come help us clean up and dispose of her affects. Sadly our keys trip was disappointing and a waste of time.
We managed to stay on the shows production while out of town making a thousand calls to Atlanta to various sundry crew people and through email and I called to check on my boys every day. Finn had never spent a night without me much less 5 and Miguel had only spent 1 or 2 days at a time away. Miguel around day 4 told my mom that he "missed his other mom, Julie"
We had initially planned to come home Monday but with the holiday we couldn't get the death certificate till Tuesday so we ended up staying till Tuesday. We work up bright and early Tuesday and went to the health department only to discover the employees in that department were all in training for the day. At this point I lost it. I stood crying in the metal detector at the health department pleading with the security guard to call someone to help me because I missed my babies and wanted to come home to them. They didn't help... it is possible they truly couldn't help but they didn't even try.
Then Tony and I went for a nice lunch to have the restraint suddenly surrounded by TV cameras. Apparently Castro was announced to possibly be on his death bed and then some rumors that he may already be dead started and the energy in Miami increased. It was as if the news increased the city's temperature and volume. Our flight was scheduled for 8pm Tuesday night but we decided it was a better plan to get the hell out of Dodge. We ran off to the airport and got on the first flight out. Armed with a cool wood car for each boy as a gift we arrived in Atlanta around 5pm jumped in our airport parked car and headed straight to Tennessee to pick up our kids.
My mom kept Finn awake to see us when we arrived around 11 pm but Miguel had fallen asleep. Finn was in shock when he saw us... he sat there dazed. Then tried to crawl away but was overcome and started to cry so hard he couldn't crawl so I picked him up. He was quite happy to see me but wouldn't kiss me for several days. In the morning I woke early so I could go stare at Miguel. After about an hour I thought I would run have breakfast and on my way out the door I kissed him on the cheek. In his dreams he smiled and started rubbing his own shoulder. Then his eyes fluttered open and closed again and then leaped into the air to hug me. He showered me in love and "I miss you momma". I told him daddy was downstairs and he took off running down the hall then down the stairs and leaped onto Tony. Miguel was a happy boy to see us.
After lunch we drove home
Our lives should slow some. We have Miguel's surgery Monday and then only the show to keep us occupied outside our daily activities. It doesn't sound slow does it?