Back to life, back to reality

Well, our vacation has ended.  We had a great time in NH, visiting family and having a white Christmas (first one in a long time!).  Hubby and I had a great time in Spain- spent three days in Barcelona, then three days in Sevilla.  I never thought cigarette smoke bothered me too much until I went to Spain where everybody smokes.  Really, EVERYBODY.  I ended up getting bronchitis, then a flu about two days into the week, which made walking around the city at Hubby's pace difficult.  But we still had fun... even though I got completely felt up by the Madrid TSA.  Lucky me, the US government flagged me at random for a thorough search.  I didn't give a shit about getting patted down, but I did think it was completely ironic that I have access to any US military base and I've been on board ships before, yet I was picked to be investigated.  Seriously.

I spent an extra week in NH with my parents while Hubby came back to CA to start classes.  I suppose it was a good thing, because the boys both got upper respiratory infections and conjunctivitis, as did both of my parents.  We were able to let the virus take its course before flying, which I'm sure helped with the boys, but I still had to fly with a cooler of liquid antibiotics from coast to coast.

Okay, flying with a two year old and a one year old..... soooooo not happening again.  It really wasn't all that bad, but that's because I was completely exhausted by the end of it.  The airline changed our flight from BOS to SFO direct to BOS to Denver, then Denver to SFO.  Then, we had to take a little puddle-jumper to MRY, so it ended up being three flights.  Ugh.  We were fortunate to sit next to some great people on all the flights, thank god, but it was still something that I never want to do again.  LB was so cranky by the last flight that he screamed every time I held his seatbelt on (I seriously thought we might get thrown off the flight because he wouldn't sit down and screeched every time I held him down).  JC managed to get an hour nap on the first flight, but not before throwing a huge tantrum.  And the cherry on the cake, the batteries in LB's new VTech reader died as soon as we took off on the first flight.  I was pretty much banking on that thing to occupy him for most of the trip!

So, I know I glossed over the good stuff and just bitched about the not-so-good stuff, but I'm still sick, going on my third week of bronchitis, and I just needed to get all that out.  Besides, whateva, I do what I want!  :)  Hubby has all the Spain pics on his computer, so I'll leave off with a pic of me & JC on Christmas Eve: