The weekend started off somewhat crazy. Natalie had her last of three recitals and both sets of grandparents were able to come. She and I danced on stage together, but half way through she decided she wanted to do it herself. I still accompanied her, but stayed back so she could be center stage which she completely ate up. I know she loves performing –maybe she’ll follow in both her momma and daddy’s footsteps and join the drama club in high school.
After the performance, we went home packed and were out the door the following morning by 8am. Not too shabby considering we entertained until 10:30pm and then managed to get everyone packed and out the door. This always seems like a small feat. For those of you who have kids – I’m sure you understand.
So with my hubby and two kids in tow, we hit the open road and made it to Boston just after 12pm. I coincidentally met up with my b/f/f as soon as we got there. There were hugs and crying and more hugs with the girls. Natalie, who is a doctor in the navy, could not get over how big they have gotten and how beautiful they were.
So then is was off to get settled and then we met up with Dr. Natalie and her friend Donna at the MFA. It was a little tricky with two toddlers and much to my surprise we didn’t get kicked out. My Natalie decided to use her outside voice and sweet Olivia decided she wanted out of the stroller. We almost touched a number of furniture pieces, but luckily I used my supermom reflexes and intervened just in time.
Both Natalie and I opted out of going to the class event. $45 for wine (I really don’t drink) and some scallops wrapped in bacon – pass. I just really wanted to go dancing and spend time with her. So after a nice dinner at Chili’s (it’s kid/mess friendly) we left our apocalyptic table and went back to the dorm room where we were staying and got ready to go out. I had brought a pair of gold pumps but man did my feet hurt from walking all day – so I opted to wear my leopard flats with a pair of cute shorts and a black skull embossed tank.
We ended up going down to Landsdowne Street (our old stomping grounds). I told one of the bouncers that we were in town for a 10 year college reunion so we hadn’t been here for a thousand years. I guess it was just my insecurity of my age showing through. I was half expecting 18 year olds swarming the clubs – this really wasn’t the case. I guess coupled with the fact that it was pretty early by clubbing standards – 10:30pm and the fact that most schools were out for the summer – there really wasn’t that many people out. After passing on the Quarter – a male strip club- and few piano bars – lamo – we decided to go Avalon. It ended up being a perfect choice. Ideally we would have found a club that featured 80’s music but this was just as good. At one point the DJ mixed the Jackson’s ABC with the Humpty Song –bad ass.
After one amarato sour and a bottle of water – now that’s not nice to laugh – I already told you I wasn’t much a drinker; we decided to leave at 12:15am. This coincided with the cage dancers appearance – which was both mesmerizing and a bit disturbing.
So for a recap on the night – hit on by both 18 year olds (weird and creepy) and 45 year olds (gross me out) we went back to our plastic covered mattresses and passed out for the night. The next day we went to Faneuil hall and completely wiped out the girls – Natalie via walking and Olivia just being awake until 2:00pm. We had a nice lunch and took some fun pictures. My sweet hubby drove us all home and all three tuckered out girls (myself included) slept the majority of the way home.
I am so incredibly blessed to have such a sweet family and great friends.
Coming soon - finishing off your duvet cover and revamping a matlesse coverlet.
Rock on!
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