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Well by popular demand I have been asked to blog about the family vacation that my family and I took last week.  So blame THAT person for this torture. 

Last week the family took a trip up north to Missouri, Illinois and Indiana.  My husband and I took our three children and both of our mothers along for this trip.  We left Easter night at Midnight and headed out so we would get there early Monday morning.  No matter what time we “plan” to leave we never do.  The Mother Nature decided to be a bitch that night.  It was raining so hard I thought we were going to have to start gathering two of each animal.  To add to that chaos even after “pre-loading” the van we had crap packed into every nook and cranny.  We looked as if we were clowns and all the clowns luggage packed into a Beetle Bug.  The wind started blowing so hard we felt like God’s kite.  We crossed over into Tennessee and the wind died down and the rest of the trip up to St. Louis was nice.  We checked into the motel and headed out to visit St. Louis.  The first stop was The Arch.  Now this you will find funny because it wasn’t funny to my husband.  As we approached the Arch a gentleman asked to search our bags.  After he searched our bags I jokingly asked him to search my husband.  My husband was WAY behind the group.  His mom who has a bad back and can hardly walk and me with a BROKE foot had to wait for him.  He is going through a camera geek and taking pictures.  So as we actually entered the Arch we stepped into the new generation of security to be able to enter a monument.  We had to put everything on us into a box and the belt took it through the x-ray machine.  We then had to walk through the metal detector.  So here comes my husband.  He empties his pockets.  For those who don’t know my husband you have to picture this.  My husband wears cargo shorts BECAUSE he carries everything INCLUDING the kitchen sink in his pockets.  EVERY pocket is FULL.  He has everything from a change purse, flashlights, batteries, camera crap, wallet…you see where I am going with this.  So he has to empties his pockets COMPLETELY.  He walks through and still sets it off.  I kid you not just empting his pockets took ten minutes.  Like 30 people went around him.  Then he STILL sets it off.  He then has to take off his shoes and belt and after another 10 minutes he gets the ok to enter the Arch and of course takes another 10 minutes to put it all back on and in his pockets.  We found this to be amusing however he didn’t.  So we borrowed wheelchairs for me and his mom.  My dear mother pushed my big butt all over that museum.  Then my husband, my son and my mother all went up into the Arch.  I had NO desire to go to the top of that damn thing.  However I am proud of my mother and son for having the balls to go up…..by the time that was done and over with we headed to look for a White Castle….if you have seen Harold and Kumar go the White Castle….trust me we had our own movie….but I will leave that for another blog and for another day…..