Last week was a wow week.
Followed by an even better wow weekend.
I hope your Thanksgiving celebrations were fantastic. Let me tell you a little about ours…
Wednesday I got in the car at 9:30 am, and got out of the car at 4:30, Thursday morning. Sure, I had an hour break here and there, and maybe a few 10-15 min breaks, also. But, for the most part, my bum was numb and my legs were restless thanks to the non-stop driving I took part in.
My beebee sis came home from school, so I went with my mom to pick her up from the bus stop. I got to spend some sweet time with her in the car, and I’m already counting down the days until Christmas break, when I will get to see her again. Woo!
Following that trip (a little over two hours one way), I came home and got in the car with my man and proceeded to drive NINE AND HALF HOURS.
Did you catch that?
NINE AND HALF HOURS.
Oh, and I AM NOT A CAR PERSON.
So, you can imagine how those 9.5 hours passed…..
but. every hour was totally worth it.
I’d do it all again in a heartbeat.
We traveled to see our dear, dear friends, and we savored every second of our time with them.
Once we hit their driveway (and I had to restrain myself from kissing the concrete beneath my feet),
we hit the hay.
My man worked all day Wednesday, and I already told you about my trying day. :) So, needless to say, we were exhausted and thankful for such a warm, wonderful place to rest. And rest we did. This was our first time visiting them in their new home, but it felt like we belonged. Like we just clicked into place like the missing puzzle piece. You know, that piece you’ve been searching days for, only to find in two rooms away. The one the dog must have picked up off the floor and carried away to discover that it was, in fact, not food, just as you’d been telling her all along. Except a dog wouldn’t be a part of this story… more on that later (oh, Margo… :) ).
But, back to the point – we are the puzzle piece. They are the puzzle. And, oh, how we have longed to be reunited.
So, we woke up to Thanksgiving on Thursday (huh, Thanksgiving on THURSDAY!? weird.)
Thursday was a day to be thankful, for sure.
We met more friends and family than our hearts could handle, and loved it all.
We enjoyed a meal that was INCREDIBLE.
We laughed harder than we thought we could.
We fell in love with family we can’t wait to see again.
And we made to-die-for cookies. Yes. They were fantastic.
Friday we finally got to see what the stories have all been about.
And we loved it!!
We saw old memories, and family homes. We had a dinner with people we can’t wait to see again.
It was a good day. :)
Saturday was a fantastic “friend” day. Just doing what we both love to do. (well, maaaaaybe I love the Christmas decorating a bit more…)
Creating (even if it was just pinecones and ornaments), coffee (and a no-caffeine-involved-mango-smoothie), REEDICULOUSLY cheap salt (not kidding. it was like $.25 for a pound, or something obscene like that), Nertz battle wounds (finally!)…. oh, Saturday, how I long to have you back.
It was a beautiful thing to act as if this was our normal day-to-day, and to forget what the next day meant.
Because the next day was Sunday, and reality hit. We had to leave, and it was so, SO hard to do.
I mentioned how this week/weekend was about pressing our reset buttons,
and that is what we did.