After the initial high of ditching my responsibilities, I missed my kids. Maybe not in the first few hours but definitely by the evening. The older two were in DC for a wedding. And Reef…he seemed totally fine. The boy has no separation anxiety whatsoever— which is probably one of the reasons we are okay with leaving him with Gigi and Papa. Reef was thrilled to be with Papa Roach (a man who would makes our son the focus of his day) and didn't have a moment to pine for his parents…not with an action-packed schedule and new toys to keep him busy.
But back to Jules. If I remember correctly, shortly after her initial greeting, the big announcement was “I’m bringing ‘bite me’ back.” It might’ve been the booze talking (they were an entire day ahead of us), as I don’t recall hearing that phrase thereafter. I feel it’s a good comeback, nonetheless.
At dinner, Jules and 5 others burst into some random rendition of Journey's "Don't Stop Believin'", right there in the middle of the dining room, full out Glee-style, hand movements, cheesy faces and all.
Don’t change, lovelies!
Nevertheless, Julie rocks THE FORTY -- crazy good-looking with a phenom personality. I am so lucky to call her my friend for 15 years. Plus, she's the reason I'm now Team Brazil. ,)
Pictures coming soon. You’re welcome!