We got up to Kat's from Haydn's place and chilled there.
The kids played with Kat's kids and watched TV and played out in their conservatory as well.
Dru and I were thinking of getting dinner but Kat made us some really awesome nachos that we ate. It was nice of her.
It was good to hang out with her and Ray and their kids a little longer and get to know them and them to know us.
I see Kat very little now and so hopefully her kids will remember who I am.
Their house is beautiful and I love it. They love it too. The kids have a room and Kat and Ray have a room then there's two other big rooms for each of her sisters who come and go depending on what's going on. I think the arrangement works out good for them.
This was also the day that Nydia and Keith got in contact with us and told us our fridge had died and that we'd lost all of our food. So Dru was on the phone trying to figure out what to do about that.
It's a pretty suckie situation to know that something crazy is happening back at your place but you have very little control over how to fix the problem you know.
Keith and Nydia cleaned out the fridge and threw out everything so that when we came home, we didn't come home to a gross house.
I'll forever be grateful to those two for doing that for us.
I tried not to stress out about it at all, cause what could be done? Nothing right? What's done is done and whatever we had to do when we came home, we'd have to do it. Me stressing about it would just take away from my time with Kat and put me in a funk for my last part of my trip. No thanks. So surprisingly, it didn't bother me too much. Sure we lost hundreds of dollars worth of food and would have to start again, but again, what could I do about that? Would we have to get a new fridge? Maybe? I dunno. For whatever reason I wasn't too phased by it and I'm grateful for that.
Maybe this whole adjustment in my attitude is paying off? Or maybe I'd just had an epic holiday in NZ and was super chilled? I can't place it, but I'm grateful for it.
Eventually we put the kids to bed in Kat's kids room. They had a bunk, so we put Masaru on top and Takeshi underneath and the two girls on the ground and shoved them in there.
Dru and I slept on Kat's massive couch and it was really comfy. So that was nice.
Kat stayed up and talked with us and I was surprised at how informed she was in the subjects she was talking to Dru about. It was interesting talking to her.
She's really up to date and well researched. She's really smart and I've always admired that about her. She's super talented but plays it down so much that when I'm around I'm like "Oh yeah she's super smart" which sounds crazy but I'm used to her just being my mate, I forget she's so many other amazing things and so important to so many other people and businesses.
She works part time and they want her to work full time but she doesn't want to miss out on the time with her children.
She said it's a tough balance because there's women who put their kids in full time day care, which is super spendy by the way, and are moving past her in the career ladder and sometimes it's hard to see cause she knows that could be her. I get that you know. But then she looks at her kids an the struggle it was just to have them, and how much she loves them and wants to be with them and knows she's made the right choice by keeping it part time.
I feel bad for women man, and the struggle between career and mum life. I know it's difficult for a lot of women and I wish it wasn't. I'd be nice if they could have both and not have the sacrifices that come with that. But life isn't like that. There's always a choice and with choices there's consequences. Which is why we have to choose what's best for us and our own families, whatever that looks like, and not judge others who do the same for their families and it's a different way.
She got me a present and it was a GOLD face mask. I was excited to try it and she got one for herself as well.
She said she wanted it to be special, and gold is the most precious stone and she wanted that to represent the way she felt about our friendship. It was the sweetest thing and I was really touched by it but the moment was so casual that I never got to express what that meant to me.
After a good talk together we eventually went to bed.

Our flight didn't leave until around 3:30pm and so we planned on being at the airport at 12:30 and it's really lucky we were there the stipulated 3 hours early. It was a mad house!!
Dru and I woke up and went to the Warehouse for one last shopping trip to pick up some last minute gifts for people and stuff for ourselves.
We realized we totally forgot GOLDEN SYRUP so I can make ANZAC biscuits. I can't believe we forgot that. I'm totally bummed. We also forgot crumpets as well. It's like we're a bunch of rookies at this. So mad at us. We got everything else though and I felt good about that.
We had some breakfast and slowly packed up all of our stuff.
I had the best shower I've had the whole trip, at Kat's place. Man her shower was AMAZING. It might've been the best shower I've had in my life. Ray is a plumber and it shows by their shower. The head and attachment was just what I needed with my long hair and the pressure was amazing. Gosh I wish I could shower in there every day. Maybe I'd shower more!!! Their bathroom is beautiful as well.
We eventually had to say goodbye though and so I caught this one shot of us as I was leaving. I should've gotten a picture of their family and our family etc etc but I just don't think you know. Oh well.
We were grateful to be with them and the time they gave us and the bed space for our family. It was really nice to be so close to the airport and not have to get up super early to make it there you know. It was actually really nice to have siblings and Kat, basically on the way to the airport to slowly make our way up there. It worked out perfect if you ask me.
We headed out to the airport.
Mum and Pete were there waiting and we parked by them and grabbed all of our gears. We headed into the airport and weighed all our bags so we could make them 50lbs. Turns out some of our bags were pretty heavy so Dru had to do some shuffling. So I helped, where I could, with that while we told the kids to hang out with Grandma and Grandpa Pete.
Bevin and Dior and the girls showed up and well and it was great to see them.
The line were CRAZY. Apparently the conveyor belt had broken so the staff was having to take all the bags themselves and it was holding up everything.
I was really bummed about that. I figured we could be in and done and dusted and hanging out with Mum and Bevin. But that wasn't the case at all, even by a long shot.
It took the WHOLE TIME in line, getting our bags onto the check on. By the time we'd gotten through, we just had enough time to make it upstairs, fill out the forms and race through the gate to security and make it on the plane. I hated it. What a waste of my life. I felt bad that Bevin and Dior had come up to say by to us, only for us to have to be in line the whole time and not get to be with them. We told the kids to go hang out with them until we were actually at the counter.
One great thing was they didn't charge us for our bikes on American airlines. So that saved us $300. So that was nice. We actually did really well with our bikes there and back with American. Southwest won't budge on their bike policy, however, and I don't like that. They allow surf boards and huge fishing lines etc but not a bike? I don't by into the hype that people give southwest. They treated me like crap the last trip and I've never gotten over it. If we could fly on something else I'd never fly those dudes again. But Dru likes them and so I have to suck it up. Southwest sucks!!!
So because things were so crazy I didn't get to spend any REAL time with my family. It makes me sad. Like I said, usually when you show up three hours early you get time to chill. Not this time.
We basically raced upstairs, Dru and I filled out the forms and we hugged everyone and left.
I don't like leaving at the airport. I get emotional leaving NZ. I start thinking irrationally and thinking 'What if this is the last time I see them?' Then I start crying. I try to hold it together cause I know it's upsetting for everyone to see my cry, but I can't help it. Part of my heart is in NZ, a part that will never be filled anywhere else I live, ever!! That's just the way it is.
I'm reminded of this everytime I go home to NZ. I'm a kiwi and always will be, it's who I am, it's a HUGE part of my identity that will never change. Am I happy in Boise? You bet I am, but one has nothing to do with the other when it comes to my heart.
My heart is split in two, a part of it is in NZ and a part of it is wherever I am with Dru. For now, that's Boise and so my heart is here, as home is wherever Dru is. I've made a life in Boise, a life that I'm really satisfied with you know. I have great mates, my kids are happy and in good schools, I like church and I love our life here. I dunno man, I hope I'm making sense.
I just love NZ and my family. That's it really and I had the best holiday yet and it all comes flooding in once I leave that damn airport and I look back at my mum and Bevin and whoever else is there that has my heart, and I remember it all and I miss it already, even though I haven't even left the country yet. It's like a huge wave that hits me and then it takes me a while to be ok.
Dru's used to it, as it happens every time. The other kids are used to it as well except Emiko who was asking what was going on while I was losing it during security.
Dru always takes over and lets me be by myself until I can work it out. He's good at taking over and working things out.
We went through security and they wanted to check a couple of things, which was fine. I was a little numb so I was like 'whatever man'
We then made our way to the gate and could check on straight away basically.
We got ourselves settled for the long trip and then I took a picture of us on our way home.

We got on the plane, got our bags where they needed to be and go situated.
I sat and cried quietly while Dru and Emiko held my hand and we took off and I looked out at NZ one last time. Super suckie.
The plane was great. We got to watch our own movies and the food was marginal. But no airline has good food.............none, and I've been on a bunch of different airlines.
Nobody really slept at all. It was crazy. I couldn't believe it. Emiko slept a little and I tried to sleep a little but Dru and the kids just watched movies, basically, for 12 hours. It's pretty crazy.
No one complained though and everyone was really good. The plane ride went off without a hitch.
We arrived in LA and were in a crunch for time. Again, the lines were crazy getting checked luggage onto Southwest airlines. Just picking up all of our luggage and hauling it over to Southwest was an ordeal.
One dude said because of our bike bags we couldn't line up in a certain line and I basically told him where to go. It wasn't nice of me and I guess I let go of all that inner peace I had at Kat's place about the fridge.
Time was ticking down and down and I tried not to panic. The kids did amazing and were amazing while we lined up and simply did the best we could considering. I'd go through cycles of 'we're gonna make it.' and 'we're not gonna make it'. I tried to stay positive and also be ok if we missed our flight. I knew I needed to be calm for the family, so just stood in line and hoped.
We got our bags all checked in, no thanks to the slow southwest check dude. Then we lined up at security which was a pretty long line. Then we told the kids "Put your game faces on guys cause we have to haul butt to our gate"
And that's what we did.
Can I tell you how amazing my kids are? Well they are. We all got our backpacks on pulled our socks up (figuratively) and walked/ran to our gate........and guess what? We totally lined up right at the number that they were calling and walked right onto the plane. I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT. It was a miracle to say the least.
I was so elated. I could let go of all of the anxiety I was holding and relax, cause this trip was the trip HOME!!! Back to my bed and house. Once I'm on the plane I just wanna get home as quick as possible. Airports are tough and gross and expensive you know. Not very family friendly. They're only single person friendly.
We all got on, got our bags up in the place up top and settled in.
I told the kids to get their naps in now because once we're home they won't be allowed to nap or go to bed until 7pm. They didn't like that news because they were so tired and I don't blame them. But they all had school the next day and I needed them not to be jet lagged, so they had to get over it.
All of them napped on the short flight to Vegas and then Yuki kept napping right though the 'no change of planes' layover. Then we kept going through to Boise.
Our good mates Robby and Jobecka, came and picked us up. Robby brought our little green truck for the bikes and Jobecka has a nice big car for the rest of our luggage and family.
I'm grateful to those guys for coming and getting us.
I was happy to be home.
We got to work unpacking our bags and keeping the kids busy. We gave them NZ treats and put on NZ music to lift their spirits and mine. We got all of our mail and sifted through all the wonderful Christmas cards. It was nice.
We cleaned the fridge and Jobecka brought us some soup and bread for dinner. Then our friend and neighbour Jessica invited us over for spaghetti at their place that night. So we put the soup in the fridge and went over there.
It was really nice to eat and hang out there. We'd gotten Jessica's baby a gift so it was nice to give that to her and some chocolate for looking out for our house while we were gone.
So between the fridge breaking down, the sink blocking and Dru's car breaking down on the way to work the next day, I was busy enough to not wallow in self pity.
The fridge cost $100 to fix. The car was just low on coolant and the sink got unblocked, eventually, by Dru and Keith, but our pipes need to be replaced. Dru says he can do it himself. But he unblocked the drain enough to hold us for a while until he has time to get it done.
It wasn't too bad. At least we didn't need to buy a new fridge and the car was a easy fix and Dru can replace the pipes pretty easy. So that's nice.
And just like that, it's over! Can you believe it? I can't.
A wonderful, exciting, joyous, glorious, amazing, adventurous, eventful month was over. One we'd been planning for a year.
I loved it and that doesn't even come close to my feelings about it.
Have you ever loved an event or holiday or something that's happened in your life so much, words can't express what you're feeling?
That's how I feel about my month in NZ
I wish I could push to your hearts, how my heart feels about it. But I can't. So whatever one word expresses so much joy that it fills your whole body with light, overwhelming satisfaction, complete love and radiance, then that's the word I feel.
Thanks NZ, it was the best trip yet.