You know the weekends that
take forever to arrive and then they are over too fast? The long weekend that
has just been (and gone) was one of those such weekends.
Mark went to Wellington
to hang out with his family and Julia came up to Auckland from Wellington. Guess
it is kind of like wife-swap with a twist.
Mark had a fabulous
time as his sister, her husband and their gorgeous kids came over for a short
visit. Judging by the 100+ photos that Mark took it looks like they all had an
amazing time which included ten-pin bowling, a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle
party, cake, pizza, more cake, party games etc.
Julia and I also had an
incredible weekend that was packed to the limit with planned activities and
impromptu things. We had a lot of salad, potato pom-poms, watched the Avengers,
had Mexican, bought clothing/bras, had coffee/lunch with friends, discovered a great new French Cafe called 'petit bocal', saw my mum,
ate cake, drank some alcohol, had a fleeting visit to the monthly Titirangi
Market, played with kittens, saw Penny’s amazing new tattoos.
I even got Julia to
watch ‘Pitch Perfect’; not sure if she was traumatised by that experience or
not.
Sometimes weekends are
little glimpses of happiness in an otherwise ordinary existence.
