Holiday Weekend

It was a glorious holiday weekend, which I decided to take off after tequila derailed my good intentions Saturday night. Honestly, I had a lot of emotions swirling in my head. This July 4th was my first Independence Day as a military mother. Truly, I have always loved the patriotism and fireworks that come with the fourth. Naturally, it was more poignant since my son now serves. Unfortunately, I found some of the inane drivel on Facebook disheartening. While I understand things are not perfect here, to say that there is nothing to celebrate, is an insult to the men and women who have defended our freedom since we declared it in 1776. In fact, if I was wealthy, I’d pay for the plane ticket to leave, but alas I’m not wealthy so they’ll have to leave on their own volition.

Anyway, we had a really good fourth of July. We spent the morning just relaxing around the house with the puppies. After lunch, I dropped Goalielocks off at his friend’s house to hangout social distancing style. Meanwhile, my Hubby and the Mayor headed over to our neighbor’s for a BBQ. Once I got back from Boca, I headed over to there as well. Not to worry my friends, this BBQ was outside with ample room for social distancing. We also enjoyed enough margaritas to kill any virus, bacteria or parasitic infection once could encounter in Florida. The decision to imbibe was made somewhat impetuously, but the night was fun.

Sunday was a lazy day. Neither of us felt like doing anything, so we binge-watched the Jeffrey Epstein documentary on Netflix. If we didn’t feel sick to our stomach before, we certainly did after watching the documentary. We haven’t even finished it yet, so I can’t imagine how much worse it is going to get. In 2005, we relocated to Palm Beach County. As the Epstein story started to leak out, it was obvious that there was a major issue there. I mean, in what world is it acceptable for a fifteen-year-old to massage a naked middle-aged man. Right?!? The fact that it’s 2020 and justice hasn’t been served makes me sick. Hopefully, Ms. Maxwell will sing before she ends up dead in her cell.

Last night, we headed to Boca to have dinner and game night with Mel’s family. Naturally, we were missing Jake and her mom. We began our evening with yummy grilled chicken, some veggies, chips, and a cookie cake. Yum! Afterward, we played some games, which were a lot of fun. Goalielocks and the Mayor love playing Jackbox. We played two games on the system. The first was one where you have to finish a sentence or describe something. People then vote for the best response. In the end, Goalielocks won that game. The second game was a murder mystery trivia game and I won that. It’s a lot of fun.

Afterward, we headed to Aunt Kathy’s house to play “Murder.” What’s “Murder” you ask, it’s a hyped-up version hide and seek. One player is the murderer, one or two are a sheriff and the other are prospective victims. First let me say, my night vision sucks. Naturally, I didn’t excel at a game that relies on a night vision. Perhaps the best moment of the night was when Mel, my hubby and I all ended up in the same hiding spot. We were trying so hard not to laugh, but we were failing miserably. In the end, my hubby was the murderer that round. Consequently, Mel and I were eliminated immediately. And by immediately, I mean instantaneously to the game beginning.

Here’s a list of our day’s activities:

*I read Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte. It is an absolutely amazing book.

*I worked!

*I recovered from the holiday weekend.

*Gentle Flow with Monica from Yoga Mundo

*Morning and afternoon meditation

*Took obligatory picture of Anakin!

*Obedience training Anakin

*Week 8 BBG 2.0 day 1 legs and yoga

*And now I’m off to bed early!

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Happy Independence Day!

Wishing the blogosphere a very happy July 4th!   Today I am thankful for the men and women throughout our history that have preserved our freedom and for those serving currently.  Freedom is not free.


As I researched my family’s history for our upcoming trip, I found that my  great great (could be here awhile if I wrote them all out) grandpa on my Grandma T’s dad’s side served in the Revolutionary War as a member of the Massachusetts Militia.  I can’t imagine how we must have felt being a part of such an transformative moment in history.   He was tremendously proud of his service, which is even noted on his gravestone in Connecticut.


Today many of us will enjoy the beach, barbecues, parties and fireworks with our families to celebrate the holiday.   Be safe, have fun, live in gratitude and pursue your passions.