This weekend my incredibly handsome (sexy wonderful fabulous generous loving) husband took all of our boys away for the weekend. Okay, he took the littles – the bigs had left last week by train for a holiday in Canada. I have never had the entire house to myself. ever. And let me tell you, I was looking forward to it. That man is pretty great.
It took me about 12 hours to really get into a space where I could completely chill. However, in that 12 hours I cleaned the house, did loads (and loads and loads) of laundry, organized boys’ rooms, and took care of some farm chores. Then, it was game on! Girls weekend baby~
One of my dearest darling lovelies came to spend the weekend with me and I want to tell you – I feel so incredibly blessed to have people like her in my life. Truly – she is a gift. We did everything that I would have wanted to on a weekend dedicated to being girls – we shopped, and we ate, we talked, we enjoyed bellinis, we perused vintage markets and we ate some more.
We also spent a few hours laying on the hammock, with miss gracie and george playing below us, nibbling at our fingers or feet as they hung off of the hammock. We had pillows and vintage quilts, more bellinis, and dinner – all enjoyed under those apple trees, swinging in the breeze and talking about everything that had been on our minds since our last visit.
There is something about conversations with Tiffany that recharge me – not only in terms of motivation, but they recharge my soul. Our conversations often revolve around where we are in our lives with regards to photography, blogging, our families, and running our homes. I think friendships like ours are so vitally important as they enable us to say out loud many of the things that we often run through in our own heads. Sometimes hearing it out loud helps me find clarity, or figure out exactly what it is that I am looking for in what I do. This weekend was wonderful because we were able to talk about the good, the bad, and the ugly and find resolution – or the beginning of it, with some of those things.
We talked about what drives us, what motivates us to keep traveling the path that we are on, and what other paths we have considered. We share feedback on how we see each other, how we see the world around us, and how we want the world we live in to be. We discussed how we wish that we really could live a European life, as I wrote about here, and how we could support each other in bringing some aspects of it to our lives here in the states. We shared some of our favorite posts from blogs we read – posts that had inspired us and stayed with us long after we had read them. Posts like this, and this, and this.
The house seemed quite when she left this morning. Granted, it was quiet, as I was alone here, another six hours before handsome husband and #4 returned. (#s 1-3 are away all week) But it was also that feeling of a balloon being emptied – the moments after someone so bright and so vibrant, who’s positive energy and enthusiasm has surrounded you for the past two days suddenly is gone. And then the moment passes, and I am left with the thoughts and ideas and inspiration that were shared, and I think about moving forward, maybe on the same path but with a new outlook and more motivation. Or maybe venturing out on a different path, filled with the excitement that comes with a new adventure.
Wishing you all a wonderful week mes amies – may it be filled with rich moments and laughter~