If ever there was a weekend that I would want to re-live over and over, I think this one would be it. It contained almost every thing I love in the world in just a few days. The only thing that could have made it better would be the appearance of a few more of my favorite people, but I shouldn’t get greedy; the last three days were divine.
On Friday, my school was on an assembly schedule. That meant that all the classes were a smidge shorter and the last hour of the day was a dance. Yes, hundreds of crazy middle schoolers dancing/running around in a dark gymnasium with DJ music blaring. It was both frightening and awesome. It was fun to see my students bust a move, and I busted a few of my own with the encouragement of my coworkers. I mostly bounce and clap and look ridiculous when it comes to dancing, but I rocked the chicken dance.
The Chicken Dance!
If shorter classes and an impending 3-day weekend weren’t enough to make Friday great, it was also my first payday as a teacher in two years! New hires have to pick up their first paychecks in person, which is a huge hassle. (Afternoon traffic = no bueno.) However, it ended up being fun when two of my school buddies and I showed up at the district payroll office at the same time. We opened our paychecks together and cried tears of happiness.
The morning started the way all of my best Saturdays do lately: running with Wear Blue.
The crew this week.
I ran 8 miles with Julie and a new friend named Jennifer. It was one of those runs where the distance felt miraculously easy. I guess it was a matter of everything coming together (fueling, hydration, pacing, company) because despite the heat, the miles didn’t feel like miles.
I found myself rushing from the run to the nearest on post gym for a shower. In the madness I forgot to bring in my towel! I improvised and dried myself off with my running shorts. (Ew, I know.) It didn’t matter much to me because I needed to get to the airport lickety split to pick up two of my best girls!
Mary Beth and her daughter Brooklyn spent the weekend with me! I seriously have the best friends of all time. Mary Beth was willing to fly across the state with her 7-month old and her hubby was willing to solo parent their two-year-old so that we could have some much-needed girl time. The first day together was spent majorly catching up and doing a little bit of shopping. We hit the hay early, so we could get a jump on Sunday.
More girl time! I could not get enough of sweet B, her soft baby-fine hair, and the nonstop smiles.
“Watch me roll, Aunt Amy!” No joke, girlfriend here is an excellent roller.
After a trip to the mall and some time spent walking, Brooklyn napped in the car while I gave Mary Beth a driving tour of El Paso. We went across the mountain and back around, and wound up in my hood (at Taco Tote) just in time for lunch.
The afternoon had more playing, more napping, and even some yoga for the grown-ups. There was a point that MB and I were both stretched out in Warrior II while B was snoozing and I thought to myself, “This is the life!” Oh, how I wish we didn’t live 600+ miles apart!
I got to spent 45 minutes of alone time with Brooklyn while Mary Beth squeezed in a run. This is huge for me, people, huge! I love Brooklyn and her big sis, Whitley, but I’m so not good with little ones on my own. Somehow, though, we managed okay just the two of us. I was super proud of myself for helping to keep B content and in one piece. This may never happen again. The rest of the morning was split between feeding Brooklyn and trying to get her to nap.
Baby + Amy selfie
Eventually it was time to load up the car and drop the girls off at the airport for their flight home. I hate goodbyes, and this was a hard one. It’s not that I worry about our friendship or that we are all that far away. Instead, I get sad about the fact that I have the best best friend in the world, and it sucks that our visits have to be months apart. But we vowed to see each other at least twice a year every year no matter what. I’ll aiming to be back in Dallas around Thanksgiving and again at Christmas, so hopefully we can carve out a little friend time then.
I drowned my sorrows by making totally unnecessary purchases at Target (nail polish! Ben & Jerry’s!) and watching Parenthood on Netflix. See? A weekend worthy of repeating.