The Worst Day Ever

Okay probably not ever, but it was certainly up there. We decided to go to St. George for the weekend and then leave the kids with the in-laws for a night, while we went to Vegas for our 8th wedding anniversary. For the most part Vegas was fun, but more on that later. We left St. George Monday at 1:00pm. We quickly learned that we had forgotten our bottles and formula. Luckily I had a little formula (enough for 1 bottle) in the diaper bag, so we pulled over and bought a bottle and off we went. We drove for about 30 minutes and then the real torture began. It started snowing about 15 miles from Cedar City and it took us 1 hour to drive those 15 miles. Talk about fun. We decided to get off at Cedar City to wait out the storm and then decided to not stop and try to get ahead of the storm. It took us 1 hour to drive through Cedar City to get back on the freeway. Anyway to make a long story short a drive that normally takes 3 1/2 hours took us 7. So I thought we would be home long before we needed another bottle, we were not (and apparently they do not sell formula at gas stations) and Noah cried the last hour of the trip. If that was all that was bad no biggie I can handle that. While we were driving my neighbor called to say that during the snow storm our back door had blown open and snow poured in onto our wood floors. Those floors will never be the same again. :( And to top it all off, my mother-in-law called to tell me President Hinckley had passed away. He lived 97 good years, so although it is sad, it is not a horrible thing. And that was one of my worst days ever. Happy Anniversary to me.