Sweet Home Alabama

Well, those words have never had so much meaning to me since this last week of work travel. First of all, it is no fun to travel at Christmas. Especially, when you have not finished Christmas shopping. I had to go to Ruston, Louisiana. What is in Ruston, you ask?? N-O-T-H-I-N-G! Rain, Fog, and cold. Then to top things off...my family was sick and I was stuck in a hotel room and there was nothing I could do about it. They survived though and realized that life goes on even when Mom is not at home. Especially with reassurance phone calls from me every few minutes...even 1 am texts to Baylee when she was sick to her stomach from too much Chinese food. I got home this afternoon and the house was still standing. The laundry was almost all done...and my hubby is cooking dinner! I hit the husband jackpot folks! I am hoping this doesn't all wear off after a few times of travel. I am happy that we all survived my travels...including the dog. By the way, he is currently standing on me and will not leave my side. ( he is my 4lb Yorkie-poo who thinks that he is a human baby, seriously!) Well, famous last words...Sweet Home Alabama! Thank God!