So the girls and I spent the Christmas and New Year holidays with Bonnie (jason's biological mother). I was hoping for a nice, restful vacation. I won't lie, I also wanted to be spoiled. It is not often that I am around someone who can afford to buy a new wardrobe for me. The trip itself was nerve wracking. Running two teenagers and a 2 year old through the Denver and Minneapolis airports was a task. We also flew on little planes there and back. I am terrified of flying. Hopping on propeller driven aircraft is most certainly not my cup of tea. I will never do it again!
Bonnie's house is absolutely beautiful! She lives on Lake Minnetonka. We stayed in the basement which is the size of our three bedroom apt in Alb, except that there are only 2 bedrooms. It even has a small kitchen. We were pretty self sufficient down there.
It turns out that Bonnie and her family are a bunch of crazy people. Cyndi Lauper was righ,t "Money changes everything.". Haha! I never would have thought so much misery could come from wealth. I learned so much on this trip. Bonnie has a spoiled son. He screamed in the little one's face. She was 2, he 12! I got in his face and told him the next time he did something stupid like that, I would put him over my knee just like I do with mine, and I didn't care what his parents thought.
This made for an uncomfortable Christmas and 2 weeks we were there, but I don't regret it. That kid is a punk. He desperately needs someone to shake him awake... We all had a bad stomach flu on the way home and looked like a bunch of drunks detoxing after a trip to Vegas. It was terrible. We all managed not to puke on the tiny little toy airplanes we flew home in. I was proud of my girls.
