We got to the Nectary and found out there was some more rooms downstairs, so off we went. It was neat down there, we drank some wine, Chris got sick. I told him to slow down, but he would not listen.
It seems we could not get away from the paparazzi and fans that wanted autographs.
I found pool of water and it looked so inviting, as it was kinda warm downstairs, plus the wine made me warm. Chris saw what I was going to do and tried to stop me, no way, I am going in, yahoo.
Wow, what a rush. I found a bottle of old wine and grabbed it real quick and decided that was enough. I changed into some dry clothes and off we went again.
We wandered around some more opening up chests and taking samples of wine, when Chris gave me that look, that he had enough for the day. Someone told us that there were beds upstairs, if we were too tired to drive back, so we took advantage of the hospitality and got a good nights sleep before heading back.
The next morning, we got up and heading back to the hotel. I was really tired and told Chris, "I think I am going to read awhile, why don't you go check out the fishing." I had barely got the words out of my mouth and off he went.
Eww, that thing looks creepy. I hope he doesn't bring that thing home.
I got something to eat and started getting restless, so I decided to strike out on my own. I headed to the museum to see what I could find. It was really kind of a creepy place, when I found one of those holes on the wall, I thought neat, lets see what treasures are in this one. Oh no, BUGS!!!
Well, that was enough for me and I shot out of there like a bullet. All I wanted was to get back to the hotel and find Chris.
Chris was just getting home himself and he looked like he had a blast. Kind of wish I had gone fishing, I was still shivering after those stupid bugs were crawling on me.
We went to bed and talked for a while before sleeping and Chris had to tell me all about his fishing trip. Then for some reason, the subject of kids came up and I told him I wanted more after the girls moved out. He said he wasn't sure if he really wanted anymore or not.
Before falling asleep, I turned over to tell Chris how I felt and he was off in his own little world, probably thinking about fishing again.
The next morning, we were getting kind of frisky, when a paparazzi barged in on us, how rude.
He didn't look happy that we were flirting, that was kind of strange.
I won't bore you with anymore pics, but we did some more site seeing and decided to leave a day early. We were tired and besides, it would be the triplets birthday by the time we get back.
When we arrived home, things were just like we left it. The kids were fine and glad to have us home again. The house was a little messy, but it was heaven to me. Later on, the girls turned into young adults and I really was sad, because I knew it would not be long before they were gone, little did I know, how soon.
This is Alycia after her birthday and needless to say, all the girls got my endowment, actually even more than me.
This is Francis Marie and she still looks like her father.
Not sure how I managed to misplace Allison's pic, but she still looks just like me, except for the black hair.
It didn't take them long before they were off on their own and they moved right down the street in the old Caspian place.
In fact, right after they moved in, Billy paid Francis a visit, something about work, but from the look on his face, I think he had more than work on his mind. Focus, Billy, focus.
The next morning after I got up, I felt really funny and ran to the bathroom, wow, must have been some jet lag or bad frog legs.
Well, it was either one of those things.
It wasn't long before I went into labor.
Look at my husband, the doctor, freaking out over childbirth, go figure. I think he is going to have to change his mind about kids, because we in for another housefull.....
To be continued:
