Pop Pop and the boys took his new sailboat out for the first time this weekend. Nash had a blast sailing and being out on the water!
“Remember that time our van broke down in No-Where, Alabama when we were driving to the beach? That was awesome!” I can already hear my kids years from now happily reminiscing about a little unplanned detour we had to take on a recent drive to the beach. I can’t blame them…to them it was the highlight of the trip: Van breaks down. Kids get to go in gas station and pick out any candy treat they want and then sit in front of the iPad watching more TV then they get to in a normal week, and they get to ride in a real tow truck. All the while mom and dad sweatin’ out (literally. it was hot.) how in the world they are going to get the car (and children) back to civilization, pay for repairs, rent another van, get to the beach and redeem what was left of the weekend. Fun times. Fun times, I tell ya! Thankfully it’s all about the journey, not the destination. Right?! It all ended okay and could have been so much worse — for that I’m grateful. Don’t worry, we did finally make it to the beach (and back home again) and had an awesome time.
Bryson let me tag along on a work trip to NYC this weekend. He worked. I played! NYC is so inspring to me. The people. The creativity. The pace. The beauty. The food. The shopping. The art. The buildings. The craziness. I love it all.
We attended the Love146 10 year anniversary gala. So fun!! We are big fans of the team at Love146 and the work they are doing to rescue and restore women and children affected by sex trafficking/slavery. The first 10 years have been amazing…and the next will be even greater!
Let’s be honest. I’ve never been to a gala before — let alone a gala in NYC. It was a blast. I felt like I was crashing a really swanky wedding reception since we didn’t know most of the 300 or so guests. Vince Gill provided the evening entertainment and former President, Bill Clinton even stopped by to say a few words. But the most special guests of the night were 2 teenage girls from Cambodia who were rescued from the horrors of modern day slavery and bravely stood before the audience and shared their story. Slavery has a face. In fact it has 27 million faces…and names. We were very encouraged and inspired by the work our friends at Love 146 are doing and look forward to cheering them on for another 10 years.
While Bryson spent the day on Friday in meetings, I spent it wandering around the city. The best part of the day was grabbing lunch with an old friend from elementary/high school who has lived in NYC for several years. I love reconnecting with people I knew as a young person and seeing how they’ve (we’ve!) grown up. I had a blast talking and laughing with Alissa. Old friends are good for your heart!
So long NYC. I’ll see you again soon, hopefully.
…I’m pretty sure that was/is my mother’s decorating mantra. She finds the most wonderfully random and odd antiques and then promptly hangs them on the wall. From antique tools, to cutting boards, to baskets, to pitch forks — they all find their place displayed vertically. They are not hung in a Cracker Barrel sort of way, but in a slightly more fresh and modern way and it works. Let’s just say she was Pottery Barn before Pottery Barn was cool. Old things tell a story in a way that a new trinket from Steinmart or Kirklands just can’t tell. My mom was on to something and in my own home I’ve adopted many of her ways. As I was hanging a grouping of baskets that I’ve collected from around the globe I started to laugh; I really am turning into my mother. It happens to all of us as we grow older and I’ve finally come to realize it really isn’t such a bad thing.