Nov 9, 2015

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Is apparently how my children feel about me.

 Morgan and I dashed off to Highlands for a weekend with some friends- our first time away from our kiddos together since one night in Nashville for my brother's birthday almost a year ago.  So a couple nights away were sorely overdue, and much needed.

We drank good wine, ate excellent food, and laughed a lot.  Friday night we had a rather raucous dinner out- I think we got some stares when we exited the restaurant. Ah, the joys of being out of town!  I stayed up entirely too late playing Celebrity and Heads Up.

Saturday half of us when for a mini-hike, just right for anyone suffering from a smidge of cocktail flu.  Not that I would know, of course.  The incredible breakfast feast that one couple made- biscuits, sausage gravy, frittata, and cheese grits helped that suffering quite a bit as well.

The rest of the day was spent football watching, napping, reading, etc.

 After the UT game was over, we settled down to feast on the most beautiful ribeye steaks I have seen, cooked on the Big Green Egg.  I made Roasted Cauliflower and Chickpeas and Burgundy Mushrooms, and we also had a wonderful salad, and brown butter orzo.

And a lot of fantastic red wine.  See my teeth below.  A half-hearted game of Cards Against Humanity was commenced, then disbanded in favor of dance party/performance.  

Upon our return Sunday afternoon, Mama brought our little stinkers back on Sunday after their first dual sleepover at Gigi and Graddy's house.  Dell Harper- "Mommy, I still love you, but I really miss GiGi."  Mmmkay.

Lest you think I could rely on my baby to give some love this way, he was even worse.  Mama picked him up to say goodbye.  In her arms, he turned to me and said "Bye Bye Mommy!" and snuggled in closer while waving me away.  He watched her car pull away, big tears streaming down his cheeks, sobbing "Gigi!  GiiiiiiiGiiiiii!" in the most dramatic manner possible.

I guess this means I need to leave town more often!  Who's up for a visit?


  1. My little one is Deed's age. I remember the first time she fell down and cried for Nana (not Mama!). Hooray for wonderful grandparents.

    Although if your mom is anything like mine, she might need a week to recover!

  2. Yep, me...still reading! So smitten with your blog! What weekend getaway is complete without a little bout of the "cocktail flu?" Love those pics of your sweet babes at the end of the post, too!


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