First, I would like to say for the record that when I left Karen’s home last night we both said it was too late and we wouldn’t post until today. Of course, I couldn’t wait to post something. So I put my post up and then hopped over to The Big Trade-Off to see if she could wait. Alas, we even had similar titles on our late night posts…
Planning for my “blind date” with Karen and her family, I had packed some of our cutest clothes, my makeup and a hair brush, in anticipation of getting primped out to make a good impression. She would never know how nappy we could be at our worst, the kids in their pajamas and I in my stretch yoga pants.
Driving for 11 hours through the rain had slowed our trip just enough that we didn’t have time to stop at the hotel first. So, with un-brushed teeth and hair, wearing our rattiest clothes, we arrived to meet our new friends.
Cool was adorably fun and Laylee was immediately smitten with him, referring to him by his first and last name and following him around, learning about trains and Bionnicals.
He had things to teach me as well.
From Cool, I learned that all kinds of people like all different kinds of drinks. Karen brought him some water and Laylee some juice. “This is good water. Some people like water and some people like juice. People like to drink all kinds of things. Some people like soda or Pepsi or Dr Pepper or coffee. Some people like just water.” So cute.
The toddler girl spoke so much like Boo from Monster’s Inc. that I think I will call her that from now on. She wore her hair in an adorable pigtail, tied with a pink gingham bow and her beautiful eyes laughed when she played with Magoo. He loved her. We all did.
Karen and the Brownie had made the cutest flannel PJ pants for the kids. I am so excited to show them off to the fam.
I got to wear the green sweater AND hold the wisemen.
Oops! That was close!
We had a wonderful meal, with nary an awkward pause in conversation. Mr. and Mrs. Trade-Off were such fun hosts that we had a hard time dragging ourselves away. I think when we finally left, it was close to midnight, they had slaughtered us at Rook and Karen had rocked Magoo to sleep (a task that seemed beyond Dan and my ability).
When I first started blogging, I had many motives, free therapy, an outlet for my writing bug, an audience to practice on. The last thing I expected to come of this was friendship. What a lovely surprise. It makes me want to move to WakaWaka, MiddleState and move in next door.
Y’all are just too funny! Merry Christmas!
The friendships are the best thing about blogging! I’mm so glad you got to meet your new buds in person. I went to a writers conference in Nashville in September. Once in a long line of ladies in waiting in the bathroom, a “stranger” overheard my name and said, for all to hear, “You’re FALLIBLE!” I guess it’s pretty obvious… Have fun on the rest of your trip! It sounds great. Katy http://www.fallible.com
Glad you all had a good time!
My favorite part about blogging so far has been to reconnect with some old friends from college that seemed like the friendship was too far separated to come together again, after several moves and long times with no contact. But I’m happy to find that is refreshed with the connection through blogging.
Also I have to say that the printed word and my name on the computer does wonders for the self-esteem.
I hope to meet some of my new blogging friends someday too!
Can I just say that you two are hilarious! Karen was just about orgasmic when she told me you were coming and I jumped up and down doing the happy dance for her! I am so glad you guys had such a nice time. Sorry I didn’t come over. I was un-showered and teh “Duchess” had been sick. PLUS, like you posted on my blog, I was a bakin’ Mama! Love to see you next time!
OK, that wiseman pic turned out great. I laughed out loud. Glad you arrived safely. Sorry the hotel stay left something to be desired. 🙁 Was the “free” Denny’s breakfast any consolation or did you leave reeking of trucker smoke?
Thanks again for coming to visit. It was a major highlight this year.