Since TriGirl competition is all the way in Lake Houston, that means packet pick ups are also located far, far away. I thought I'd be proactive and wake up super early and take the kids to play afterwards but it didn't really work out that way. Instead, we got a late start, had to drop Roxy off at the vet, get gas, get breakfast, make the hour drive over to Bike Barn, wait around for them to open, only to discover that packet pickup doesn't start until 3pm!!! And as if that wasn't bad enough, we had to dart through the parking lot, in the rain and hellacious wind. As I'm running out I hear people say that there's a tornado warning issued for this area...grrrrrreat. Living with me is always an adventure, what can I say. So after the long drive back, we came home wet and empty-handed but at least we still had good spirits.
Daddy wasn't too happy this all occurred either because it meant him going back up with all of us later that afternoon because I HAD to have it. Race is this weekend. Eeek. So once he got home it was back on the road we went with daddy complaining the whole way. We finally got the packet and decided on dinner to lift every one's mood from the long day.
It was really a great dinner with even better company. Skylar and Bryce of course did their best to entertain us the whole time and slowly I could see the stress draining away from daddy's face. Now time to prepare for that TRI....
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