Yawn

Hi, Amanda,

With back-to-school looming around the corner, I am certain to regret my recent schedule shift of staying up late and sleeping in, but oh-well. The girls were here for two overnights (Saturday and Sunday), and teenage girls just don't go to bed early. Rather, they giggle till well after midnight (closer to 2) and keep their auntie up as they do. And now auntie is a little out of whack....but so happy to have had them. We didn't do much but hang out (and I cooked three favorite meals for them), but I know time is precious and they won't be sleeping over much longer. Take J...

Monday morning we all went to my mother's for brunch as a send-off for J, who left for college afterward. I wasn't going to cry, but really....what was I thinking? I was THE FIRST to cry, over my eggs in fact. He's in NYC so not far away, but it's just one of those monumental moments that comes with a host of emotions--especially for a family of cry babies like mine.

Afterward, I was able to decompress at the beach, my last beach day of the summer. I took S home and  my sister and C met up with us at their beach, and then my brother-in-law joined us at dinner time. It was a gorgeous day and beautiful sunset and the perfect beginning of my last week of vacation, which I am clearly trying to enjoy to the fullest, until wee hours of the morning. Go, me!

Hope you are doing well. (Is J home? How did the party go? Did the weather deliver?) Would love to catch up this week if you can.

Love,
Barb