I missed them like crazy and my arms often felt empty, but I managed to have a wonderful, relaxing, fun weekend with my family.
All 3 boys woke up early Friday morning, just in time for me to squeeze them one last time and kiss them goodbye. Timing at the airport was perfect, the flight was smooth, and I was actually able to relax and read a book. I forgot how easy it is to travel without kids!
My Dad picked me up and we grabbed a quick lunch at my favorite Mexican restaurant and ran a few errands. I was lucky enough to find a new pair of shoes to wear to the wedding on clearance. Cute + cheap = right up my alley. We headed home to say hi to my little sis, then I headed to get my hairs cut by my friend Stephanie.
Rockin' a braid. It was cute, but I felt like I looked 12. Well, a 28-year-old trying to be 12.
My parents, sisters, and I were all really excited for the weekend because it was the first time in years that it was just the 5 of us, no significant others, no grandkids. We went to dinner at the local pizzeria that we used to go to every Friday night while growing up. Us girls snuck in a quick shopping trip with our Aunt Lynne to find me something to wear to the wedding and then headed home to celebrate Dad's birthday.
On Saturday morning, after Skyping with my boys, my Mom treated my sisters and I to manicures and pedicures. It was so nice to sit and relax together and be girly. Then we headed back home to get dressed for the wedding of a close family friend, the reason I flew home in the first place. I miss getting ready in a house full of girls. There's no shortage of opinions and advice on what flatters and what doesn't, and there's an endless supply of jewelry and makeup to be shared.
The wedding was beautiful. My Dad married them and my sister Teresa sang. Both did an incredible job. The bride looked stunning, as did the rest of the family. There was a bit of a break between the wedding and reception, so I dashed down to my in-laws' house to deliver Mother's Day gifts and help my mother-in-law with her new sewing machine. After a quick visit with her, I drove back up to my parents' house, grabbed my sister Teresa, and we headed out to get last minute wedding and Mother's Day gifts.
Mother's Day flowers for Aunt Lynne.
Mom's space-age touch screen car. So much fun.
The reception was a blast. We had so much fun catching up with old friends and enjoying dinner and drinks.
Beautiful bride and groom.
My baby sister and me.
Sunday morning after Mass, the 5 of us went to a nice Mother's Day brunch. When we got home, I got to Skype with my boys again and got the rundown of the weekend. Daddy had taken the boys to lunch with his coworkers on Friday and to the beach with his friends on Saturday. Sunday was reserved for cleaning and some "mystery errands" after everyone's afternoon naps.
Mom and I opened Mother's Day gifts and my little sister Michelle headed back up to school and the rest of us relaxed for an hour or so while my Uncle Joe made dinner. I packed and enjoyed a beer or two before enjoying his delicious dinner and even more amazing dessert. All too soon, it was time to say goodbye and head to the airport.
The flight back was fairly uneventful. I caught the shuttle to the parking lot I had parked in and headed home. By the time I pulled in the driveway I was exhausted. But I was thrilled to discover that Brennan had waited up for me. He wanted to show me the Mother's Day present he had made for me with Daddy and his brothers.
Compliments of my amazing hubby. (the 2 blobs at the bottom are attempts at Kiernan's handprints. ha!)
The weekend flew by and leaving was bittersweet. I missed my boys like crazy, but now I miss my family like crazy. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get used to the distance between us all. I somehow doubt it, but it definitely makes me cherish the times I do get to spend with them!