When M and P flew in we headed straight from the airport to Mexican food, catching up over margaritas.
After the quick tour of the house, we left P to his nap, and we took a little shopping trip. I am not a shopper, but M is a bad influence. Well, not bad, really, but she talks me into things I might not even try on without her there. That day she talked me into a cute top to wear out to dinner that night.
Although the music was a little loud at the restaurant, dinner was fantastic. Four college friends and one of their husbands. Wine and tapas and wonderful conversation.
After brunch the next day we took a trip to the Stock Show. I've only ever been once before. But it's the thing some people here do. Every January. We watched horse jumping and people. Wandered around the cows and chickens and goats.
We met the boy for sushi. My friends liked him. He liked my friends. I was the only one who had a very weird feeling about the dinner. He was acting strangely. After talking with M and P, I realized I was probably just overreacting.
We headed up to the mountains for a few days of relaxation, a little skiing and mountain town ambiance. Although the frozen pipes put a bit of a damper on our stay, the beers and margaritas and Transformers viewing still made for a great trip.
I was sad to see them go. Wished their visit had been a little more smooth. But at least I get to see them soon. I'm heading to visit in a few short weeks.