Live from Walt Disney World...

I thought I'd post a quick update while the kids (and Ben) nap here in our hotel room at POP Century Resort.

This has been a whirlwind week (plus some), but things are good with us. I had a lovely send-off with my fabulous B&N co-workers on Saturday the 7th. That same day, Ben's mom flew in to help with the girls while Ben and I finished packing up the house, which was an absolute disaster. Packing, I mean. We seem to have underestimated the time it would take, so we ended up crying uncle and calling Two Men & a Truck to save the day. I honestly do not know how we would have gotten it all done without their help. They managed to move everything to storage in just over 3 hours. Even with their assistance, it took a gargantuan effort on our parts to get it all done. We had hopes of leaving just after Ben's last lecture, but we didn't depart Champaign until nearly 5pm on Wednesday. We drove to our usual stopping point of Sikeston, MO and continued on to the MS Gulf Coast on Thursday.

Ben's mother, Terri, took the girls and I to see Disney on Ice on Friday morning, and the girls had haircuts in the afternoon. After a nice visit with Ben's grandmother, we managed to throw our stuff in the suitcases and finally got to sleep around 1 o'clock.

We woke up at 4 a.m. and left at 5:30 to drive to New Orleans for our 9 o'clock flight. Only the excitement of Disney was keeping me upright at that point. I honestly have never been more exhausted, but we made it here, thank God. The girls are having an absolute blast, and none of us want to ever leave. Avery has been such a brave girl, riding Expedition Everest, Soarin', Test Track, and Mission Space. Carsyn has loved seeing the princesses and riding Dumbo. We've had a great time, and I'll go into more detail in another post.

That's all for now. I apologize if none of this makes sense. We're exhausted, but in a good (read: Disney) way.

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Counting Down - One Week (Eek!)

Since I have a minute while the girls are occupied, I thought I'd take a minute to post some updates on "Phase I" of our move. We're leaving Champaign one week from today!

I've been posting Craigslist ads left and right and have managed to get rid of most of our junk. I gave away a very worn out, yet still comfy chair, there's someone coming for our mattresses on Sunday, and our washer/dryer set has some interest. We've hired a junk hauler for a few things, though I'm hoping that when placed by the side of the road and marked "free", someone will just take them off our hands.

Ben has done the majority of de-junking and boxing up. God bless him. It is certainly a task. He's gone room by room mostly just cleaning out things that need to be thrown away. Many things that were stored in the garage have already been moved to storage. It's a start, but there's still so much left to do. I'll jump in heavily on Sunday when Ben's mom is here to help with the girls.

Moving day is Tuesday. We've rented a Penske truck and are hoping to do it ourselves, but one thing we did decide to take some help on is cleaning the house after we get everything out. We're having a cleaning service come in and clean the carpets, appliances, and pretty much everything else. If you've ever moved, you know what a help that will be to us.

We'll be staying at a hotel on Tuesday night. Ben's mom is flying home on Wednesday and taking Avery with her. Ben and I will take Carsyn and Kendall on our long drive to Mississippi. We'll leave just after Ben's class and take two days for the trip. Then, of course, we're flying to Disney on Saturday.

I'm exhausted just thinking about it. If I didn't have three children to look after, I'd take a nap. If only I could get away with sleeping as much as Kendall.

French Consulate, Part Two

In my last post, I wrote about the various documents and procedures required in securing our French long-stay visas. Today I'll talk about the actual appointment at the French Consulate of Chicago.

As I mentioned before, children under 6 years of age are not required to appear in person, so we got a sitter for the day. It had snowed the day before, it was bitterly cold, and I was thankful that we didn't have to drag the kids out in that weather. There were a few icy patches on the roads, but we had no trouble at all getting to Chicago. 

Now it's time for good news, bad news. The good news is that we easily found an underground parking spot close to the consulate, and we didn't have to step out into the icy Chicago wind. The bad news is that we were about 15 minutes too late to get the early bird special and paid an obscene amount for our glorious spot. Oops.

Once we arrived at the consulate, we had to check in at the security desk. We handed over our drivers' licenses, and the receptionist confirmed our appointments and handed us passes with bar codes. She mumbled something that Ben seemed to understand, so we set off for the elevators to our right. He scanned his pass and entered through the gate. I had plenty of time to dart in behind him, so I did. 

The alarms blared immediately and loudly. I could have died right then and there. The security agent (smirking) came over and took my pass. She punched in a code, scanned my pass, and waved me on. I was beet-red and mortified, but we hopped in an elevator and quickly rose to the 37th floor. 

After a wrong turn despite the sign giving us clear directions right in front of us, we arrived at the visa section of the consulate. It was a small office with small uncomfortable chairs that looked very French. We placed our passes inside the window as a sign directed us to do and had a seat. There was a gardening show on a small television, in French of course. I was a bundle of nerves, but it wasn't very long before a man called Ben to the window. I stayed behind, assuming they'd call me separately. However, the man took all the paperwork from Ben and only called me over for a picture. He said our visas would take a week to ten days to process. The whole thing took less than 15 minutes.

Relieved that something so crucial to our move had been taken care of, Ben and I were without our children in one of the greatest cities in America. So, we did what anyone in our situation would do: sought out some sights. I knew I wanted to go to Millennium Park to see Cloud Gate (aka: The Bean), but we really had no other plans, unless you count Garrett's Popcorn. I count it. It's fabulous.

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We set out for Millennium Park. Cloud Gate is amazing. Truly. I wasn't expecting to think much of it, but it is fantastic. I love the way it reflects the skyline. Perfection. If you're ever in Chicago, go see it.

After walking a couple of blocks in the wrong direction, we set off north of the Chicago River for lunch. Unfortunately, we were complete unorganized and had no idea where we should go, so we stopped in one of the many Starbucks to warm up a bit with some coffee. I knew there was a burger place I was interested in, but I convinced myself it was several blocks away. In reality, it was literally right across the street from the Starbucks. Ah well, we ended up at Pizzeria Due, which is the sister store to the famous Pizzeria Uno. It was a long lunch stop because the pizzas took 40 minutes, but it was nice to be out of the wind for a while. The pizzas were good, not anything fabulous.

Next we headed to Garrett's Popcorn. I heard about this place on Oprah years ago, and I've been obsessed ever since. When faced with a decision between cheese and caramel popcorn, I just cannot choose. At Garrett's I don't have to, thanks to their Chicago Mix. It's equal parts of both, mixed together. When I first had it back in February when we were in Chicago for Avery's big American Girl birthday extravaganza, I carefully started picking out the cheese and caramel separately. Then, I got lazy and just grabbed a handful. This was a life-changing moment. Seriously, the best popcorn I've ever had. Of course, the Chicago Mix is what I wanted this time as well, so Ben and I got a large bag. We got the girls a small bag of Gingerbread Caramel and later wished we'd bought a large bag of that as well.

Sadly, it was time to head home. We made promises to return to Chicago and explore further when we return from France. We have since received our passports with visas stamped inside, so all is set. The trip was both successful and enjoyable.