Bills!

Man, this is the time of year for us to be drowning in bills. I have received all of the statements from my mammo/ultrasound/core biopsy, and I am in it for about 250.00.  About 20% of the total bills, and I can't believe health care is so much. I mean, I am not stupid, I know things cost...but man oh man. I am SO thankful for insurance. Lucky for me, we get paid 3x in March, so this will hopefully be a drop in the bucket, and we can then focus on the bills that will pile when Kate sees her cardiologist next month. At least with them, we get on their payment plan, but even with insurance, she still racks up a pretty penny when she goes each year. I say it is worth it, of course! And lucky for us, we can include MOST of this in our taxes, come the end of the year.

We went to Eagle Crest last weekend, and had so much fun. I feel like I have been talking non stop about it, via social media, and I probably have, but man...when your whole family has that much fun?? It makes soo much sense to just try to recreate it again, and again. We have already contacted the owner of the home, and put in our bid to come back next year, and she shall be sending us an invoice soon. It will be our maybe 2nd time staying in the same place we have before. We try to rent different rentals each time we go away for weekend getaways, just so we can get a feel of different spaces, etc...but this home had everything we needed, and wanted, and it was so quiet, and fun, fun, fun! We didn't even use the sports complexes that the resort offered to us for staying, we ran out of time doing so many other things. We were so tired, and just didn't want to sleep in fear we would miss out on something, so we are going to stay one or 2 nights extra, and that way we can go play in the snow more than once.

I learned a lot about what to pack, and even though I over pack, expecting the worst to happen, the even worst always happens, and I scramble. We had dressed our kids in real snow clothes, head to toe, and had underjams on them, or cuddleduds, whatever you want to call them. I had multiple hats, and gloves in case they got wet, and I didn't pack extra socks for the mountain. Oh sure, I packed extra socks, but left them at the rental. As it happened, they both got drenched underneath their dry snow clothes, and poor widdle Kate was beside herself, being a human Popsicle. She didn't know how to express it to us, and by the time she finally told us what was going on, it was too late. Her and I ran to the van where I stripped myself, and got her widdle body warm. Even though she was chattering her teeth, she looked up at me, and said, "I had so much fun, Mommy. Can we come back here again?" :) Yes, punkin..we can come back here again. And again, and again.

 I feel so blessed to be able to take them on these little adventures. As kids, we were always promised Disney, and times were hard on my mom..she never did get to take us to Disney. I have learned a lesson..I don't tell them we are going anymore until we are close to the day to go. I have learned that anything can happen, no matter how hard and far ahead you plan for things. I don't ever want them to reel with sadness about being promised a trip, and never being able to go...even as an adult. I will post pictures soon...my melatonin is kicking my rear as I type. Good night, y'all.