If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end, it would probably be Labor Day Weekend. ~Doug Larson
Labor Day. Not real sure why we celebrate it. (It’s sad, I know) I know everyone is glad we DO, mostly because nearly everyone gets a day off because of it. But regardless of why we do, I’m glad. Gives people an excuse to have one last hurrah before summer is officially over. Myself included.
SIDEBAR: I’m suddenly reminded of the last scenes of “Dirty Dancing” where they are singing the “Kellerman’s” song the last night of summer vacay at the resort (You know it, sing with me–and do the motions– “join hearts and hands and voices, voices, hearts and hands. At Kellerman’s the friendships last, long as the mountain stands”) Crazy random flashbacks…they happen sometimes.
We had a rainy weekend, but a fun one. My bff Kristi and her family came for the long weekend. We have officially dubbed our screened porch the “party porch” where the grown ups hung out, had a couple of drinks and mostly cracked up. Even the “menfolk”! And Kristi’s oldest son (he’s 13 and he’s in that I’m-too-cool-for-the-little-kids-but-not-quite-old-enough-to-really-hang-with-the-adults awkward phase)would join us for periods of time until he started getting TMI about when Kristi and I were kids ourselves! It was pretty funny. He’s a great kid–love ya T, or should I say “Magic T”. He’s the next Mind Freak, mark my words! The younger boys and the girls were just running around inside playing. Having a blast. It’s nice to be in the phase of life where you don’t have to keep both eyeballs on the kids all the time and they can have a little fun on their own…just one eyeball seems to be enough. (Yes, we’ve become “those mothers”…the old lady soccer moms. Mothers of school-age children. YIKES.) We went to the beach in spite of the rain…not gonna let a little rain ruin our weekend. And mostly it seemed like we ate. A LOT. Oh, and we unpacked a few boxes. Thanks, girl!
I’d have to say we laughed a lot and had a lot of fun. I’ve heard it said that you can’t have too much fun, but I’m rethinking that one…
Hope Sarah doesn’t mind me poking a little fun at her. But she made it so easy! Notice the drool, if you can. She has plenty of time to hate her Aunt Jo later…for now, I just couldn’t resist.
There isn’t much better in life than getting to spend time with people you love and who love you and who wouldn’t really care if they had to sleep on top of a few boxes in order to do so. I’m so lucky.
A true friend is one who thinks you are a good egg even if you are half-cracked. ~Author Unknown
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