Last Minute Scramble

We're flying out tomorrow morning to Chicago. I was afraid we wouldn't be able to go after getting sick last week, but I'm much better. After all, how ironic would it be to miss this because I was home sick in bed with mastitis?

After a mad last-minute scramble involving a) several loads of laundry that we needed for the trip, b) a dryer that was finally repaired at 4:30 this afternoon ( a whole 'nother post there, for now just say don't buy these dryers unless you want the repair guy as a frequent guest), and c) a realization by my husband someone that we never told the airline we were bringing a baby along, all is under control. Or as close as it gets around here.

See y'all in a few days, and Amy? See you Tuesday night!