Weekend

We spent the weekend in Wenatchee.  We were going to pick up Jubilee and go to my cousin's daughter's wedding.  We made it to the wedding, but Jubilee wanted to stay for a few more days, so we got her on the way home.  When I left Moscow it was pouring rain and in the fifties.  My sister-in-law kept telling me that all we needed were tank tops and flip flops, but I was skeptical.  I did remember the sunscreen, but it was too little and too late.  We had a lot of red shoulders and thighs.  We enjoyed every minute of it though.

The wedding was beautiful.  I am always shocked when I get together with all of my extended family, at how quickly time flies.  I don't feel any older, and I keep thinking we just got together recently only to find out it has been 9 years.  We always have a great time when we get together, and it was good to catch up with everyone.  It made me very hopeful.  I have some amazing beauties in my family, and I have the same genes.  I hope that there are more weddings coming so we can do this more often.

It was a very rude awakening to come home to the daily grind.  We were up early and off like a herd of cats.  I got the cupboards restocked, a jump on the laundry, and everyone made it to all of their activities.  We even made it to the pool.  It was much colder than I had anticipated and I was grateful that we only had an hour and half before we needed to be somewhere else.  It was great chatting with some other moms.  I don't think I was very encouraging to them.  I think they wanted to hear that life gets easier as your kids get older.  All I can say is, it doesn't.  It gets easier in some ways and much more complicated in others.  As I was telling them this, my teenage daughter came up with one more thing for me to do that day before she had to go to track.  It never ends.  So much for my lazy days of summer.  I am determined to do some reading, maybe between midnight and five.