Just about every Memorial Day, we pack up the kids and drive out to central Pennsylvania for some old school Memorial Day fun. We are blessed enough to have friends we love like family. Friends who allow us to pack into their house for the weekend, make a mess, and drive them crazy for three long days.
This weekend we pushed the envelope and made the stay four long days. Considering we have four kids and they have two kids, it's amazing they love us enough to tolerate us in their home for even a few hours.
But they do more than tolerate us, they join us in our many shenanigans.
On Friday, the boys went golfing. "Boys" translates to our husbands. This weekend, they took our eleven year old boys with them. It was a long awaited first, since our husbands met while learning to be golf professionals in college.
In case you are wondering neither of our husbands are currently golf professionals. Although they do golf. Well.
When the boys returned, the mommy's took off, wallets in hand. We had our usual dinner of Auntie Annie's pretzels at the mall, and rocked out the Memorial Day sales. After one rather annoying comment via cell phone about us having no "brain cells" by one of the men, we ended up stopping for dinner on the way home. At 9:30pm.
No need to go home to those arses.
Saturday we took out the boat. It's always a hoot when you have friends who own a boat. And by did we have a hoot. To say the least.
Today, still exhausted from extreme water sports, we are still lounging in pajamas. The kids have torn apart what's left of the house and we're contemplating mini golf.
Tomorrow we head back to the homestead. And back to reality. Hoping everyone is enjoying their Memorial Day weekend, and remembering why we have one in the first place.
Remember those who have served our country and paid the ultimate price.
Cheers!
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