I went home.... but not really.

We had a Girls Weekend in Denmark! It was almost like going home for me ...but not so much. :)

(As in my friends and me, not my girls and me... but yes, my girls are my friends too... I meant my MOM friends and me...)

It was really fun to go back to a place I totally knew all about. It was so easy. I LOVE DENMARK! :) Hee Hee...

I guided us through downtown, I could find street addresses and stores off memory, I could even hop on a random bus to take a short cut! I knew just what to do and it was fun. We even had good luck and ran into nice people everywhere we went!

Aarhus seems so easy now that I'm here in a giant city like Hamburg. I now appreciate Aarhus and it's smallness. I miss it. HA! I never thought I'd say that! :) ...But I'd still pick Hamburg, only because of the school...

Michaela was actually supposed to come with me and stay with her friend for the weekend, but her friend called a half hour before we were supposed to leave, she was sick and couldn't have Michaela over. It was at this point that I realized I will be the worst person on earth to tell Michaela really bad news... I had a hard time telling her she couldn't go. I didn't know what to say. I felt absolutely terrible. It ruined the whole morning for me too. I had to go of course, but I had to leave Michaela behind and I felt really, really, really bad. Sorry Michaela. We will try again... At least I bought you Skittles and Root Beer!

While in Aarhus my friends and I went shopping at all my favorite cheap stores and also to all my favorite expensive kitchen stores. They all learned that Denmark has a million cute things, but they are all so ridiculously expensive that you could never in a million years justify buying it. :)

We went to a restaurant and out for some dancing at a night club where we were too old for the teeny-boppers in things they believed qualified as clothes... and we were too young for the sad music in the other section. We did our best and had fun and made our way back to the hotel by 3:00am. :) No problem though, because we all drifted off to sleep without the fear of any children waking us up.

We woke up, ate breakfast, did some more shopping, and headed home to Hamburg.

It was great. I knew my kids were fine so I didn't stress out about them. It was good to have a break, and it wasn't too long...

Little did I know how critical this weekend break was to my upcoming week... this week has been ICK! Scotty has strep throat and I have to take the others to the doctor tomorrow before school to test them too. If they pass they can go to school, if they don't pass, it's off to the apotek for more antibiotics and then back home.

So I've had Scotty home all week with a fever and being generally unhappy... and he's such a sad little sick boy. I apologize in advance to his future wife.