It's an inside joke between me and my dear friend, DSH. I'll just leave it at that. :-)
Before settling down in NYC, in addition to a stop in OH to meet those precious twin baby cousins and an Amsterdam reunion in Portland, OR, we made our way to northern Michigan for a highly anticipated trip to see my oldest friend in the world and her darling children.
It had been way to long, probably more than six years, and the visit came at a time when I think DSH and I both needed a dose of some real-deal girl time.
Before settling down in NYC, in addition to a stop in OH to meet those precious twin baby cousins and an Amsterdam reunion in Portland, OR, we made our way to northern Michigan for a highly anticipated trip to see my oldest friend in the world and her darling children.
It had been way to long, probably more than six years, and the visit came at a time when I think DSH and I both needed a dose of some real-deal girl time.
Can't deny the beauty of northern Michigan!
The only time my kids have really hung out with a teen and pre-teen. I so took advantage of the shock and awe factor, and the big kids were such good sports.
Boys too!
DH's awesome backyard.
We ate s'mores from Michigan to Portland. It couldn't be helped.
Arcades, miniature golf, water slides . . . old fashioned summer fun for kids.
This floating trip took slow-going to a whole new place. DSH had to walk the river and pull our gaggle of tubers most of the way, if we had any hope of arriving at our landing spot before the end of the day. Somehow I couldn't find the energy to help and spent the entire afternoon lounging in my tube. Thanks, DSH, for letting me chill-ax!
On the other hand, Sleeping Bear Dunes National Park was anything but sleepy the day we visited. The wind was insane! We barely made it off the dunes, on two feet anyway. :-)
Tuckered out.
I'll cherish this time with my dear friend.
I've known DSH since middle school, and although I moved around quite a bit after that, we stayed close. We stayed close even if it meant skipping school to hang out surreptitiously at one another's high school, or even if it meant driving huge distances in tiny cars like, say, from Springfield, MO to upstate NY to visit each other at our respective colleges. The summer I spent living with DSH, following my junior year study abroad in France, was one of the best summers of my life--evidenced by the fact that I returned to school for my senior year with only $17 in my pocket--and a cat.
