a few last words on the anniversary

my peonies

we will not be forgetting our eighth anniversary anytime soon
everything was in place for the loveliest of nights
our hotel room reserved
seven course dinner at our favorite place arranged
he had fed exed my favorite flowers to the restaurant
movie tickets pre-ordered
and then IT struck!
but I am getting ahead of myself...
we left on thrusday afternoon to take the kids to our hotel room downtown
enjoyed a family swim in the heated indoor pool
bathed the little people and put their jammies on
the kid's grandfather arrived to pick up them up a little later
whisked them off and we set out to get ready for our evening
it was while I was enjoying my soak in the hot tub,
without kids throwing in toys or playing with the cold water,
that I felt the first pangs of queasiness
nonetheless we got ready, pressed and primped for our dinner
coach's best friend, also the chef, had labored over our seven course meal
I could barely get down my first sip of champagne
by the third course I had them stop bringing me plates
chef kindly sent me up the most delicious chicken soup
that, I could stomach!
about then we got the first call from home
B had thrown up, but was now in the bath and seemed fine
fourth course
another call
she had thrown up again when being picked up out of the tub
me - should we come?
coach's dad - no, I can handle this
fifth course
my stomach was definitely needing some relief
and thankfully it was going down not up?
thank goodness I hadn't eaten anything since lunch
meanwhile coach was in shovelling in course six
enjoying his wine pairings, not a care in the world
me - you might want to slow down if you don't want to see that again
him - I feel great!
I made him send his hanger steak and ox tails away
the smell was killing me!
I did eat a bite of the banana in the dessert
and sip my ginger ale with bitters
we made it back to the hotel and to the midnight movie
which I enjoyed immensely despite some trips to the ladies room
then we got another call
our older boy was throwing up
me - should we go home?
him - pop will be fine. do you want some of this popcorn?
promising myself that if the baby got sick we'd run home, we finished out the movie
once again at the hotel, three in the morning, coaches stomach started to grumble
at five he began throwing up
when six rolled around I left for home to relieve his dad
thankfully the baby had not gotten sick
and the other two, after throwing up, had felt better and slept well
the next twelve hours were spent doing nasty laundry, changing beds, wiping bottoms, and taking care of my husband all on two hours of sleep
he was sick for a very long time!

so the last words are...

I really hope that was indicative of our year seven and not the begining of year eight

and, Honey, after eight years, you really should listen to me once in a while

most of all, thank you so much pop for sparing me from being thrown up on on my anniversary!

our dessert made by angel