Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Busy, Busy, Busy

The day started off with taking Cameron to school and then going to Yoga. Yoga is one of those exercises that does not look hard but my goodness it kicks my rear. Our instructor goes around and makes your body go the way she wants it to even if your body doesn't want to go that way. Ouch! It always feels good when we are done.

Hurried home and got ready. Sharla, Rachel, Anna, and I went to get a Thai foot massage. We had an 11:00 appointment. When we got there the lady told us we couldn't have a foot massage until the 15th. Huh? For some reason they were closed until the 15th even though they made our appointment. Weird. We walked next door to the Blind Foot Massage place. They took us. As Sharla was turning one of the chairs around, like we always do, she accidentally knocked the table over. It had a glass and something else that crashed to the floor and sent glasses flying all over my feet and legs. It didn't hurt and I was fine just surrounded in glass. We couldn't help but laugh and Sharla apologized a million times. It was quickly cleaned up and we were ready to relax. I find the foot part kind of painful, at least today I did. The shoulder part was heaven. An hour and 15 minutes later we were done.

Back home for 45 minutes. I finished packing for Tokyo and then met Sharla out front to walk over and get a manicure. It was nice. I chose a VERY bright orange so that it would work next weekend for our 80's party. It took awhile to get use to it because it was stop traffic bright but then I liked it.

It's even brighter in real life.

Back home for 15 minutes and then had to run get Cameron at school. I was waiting and waiting and finally his teacher found me and told me he was waiting for his homework to get copied. He gets to miss tomorrow since we will be gone. His teacher asked when we could get together to discuss Cameron. I had sent him a note asking to meet to discuss ways he is going to challenge Cameron this year. We decided Monday at 4:00. Then he looked at me and said "another thing I find incredible about Cameron is that if there are 3 minutes left in a period he always finds work to do instead of messing around like the others. That is an incredible skill to have. He will do great in junior high and high school.". That was nice and good to hear.

Finally I found Cameron and we headed to get Todd. We ran into the new office building to go to the bathroom and then we were on our way to Beijing. Cameron immediately got all his make up homework done...maybe 15 minutes it took. One funny thing we saw while driving on the highway today was a man driving a mini van, window down, eating a piece of corn on the cob. It looked really strange.

We tried a new restaurant called The Filling Station. Yep, just like in Davenport. I had a double bacon cheeseburger and the boys shared a meat combo platter...ribs, chicken, steak, onion rings, and mushrooms. I also had a little flavor from home by having a Coors Light. The Filling Station is a good place to eat. We have to go back because there were numerous things on the menu we want to try.

Trying a new restaurant.

I couldn't believe they had Coors Light.

Cameron went with a peanut butter milk shake.

The food looked as good as it tasted

A whole lot of meat and onion rings.

Nice patio and view.

Kind of pretty.

After dinner we went to the hotel. We went to the lounge for a little bit then went back to our room. Cameron took a shower. I walked into the bathroom and it was completely flooded. I told Cameron to shut the water off and he was worried he did something wrong. Nope, door was completely shut but the drain wasn't working. His clothes were on the floor so they got drenched. I tried drying them with the hair dryer but it was no use. I'll wrap them in a bag and let them dry out in Tokyo. What a giant pain in the rear. Todd messed with the drain and fixed it and he cleaned up the water. The same thing happened to my parents when they stayed at this Hilton. Off to bed because we have to get up at 4:00 a.m.

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