Milestones and memories....

Growing up, birthdays were a big deal in our house.  

Not necessarily lavish parties, but it always involved a cake made by mom, and almost always had some sort of decorative figurine on the cake. 

 Friends and relatives were often invited for food and celebrating.

  When the boys were young, I continued the traditions of celebrating the birthdays in style, 

Yet, through the years, we've sort of grown out of the habit of celebrating birthdays

...case in point:  

Thing 1 turned 18 earlier this month...no cake, just chicken, lots and lots of chicken...with the only candle around, the baptismal candle.

Oh don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for every birthday we get to enjoy as a family.     We just don't necessarily pull out all the stops to celebrate.   Why that is....I'm not real sure.   

However, this year, is a milestone year, we would indeed celebrate.

  As a family, we took a big trip to Europe...where every over-budget meal was attributed to it being my birthday.   Never have I enjoyed so many birthday dinners.   

  with a birthday toast with most every meal....

As the real day started to approach, I was back in the mode of thinking no big deal.   But, along comes my friend MB.  

She offered to host a party in my honor.  I admit, that sounded like fun....and took her up on her offer to plan a ladies night in, in honor of my 50th birthday.  That's MB and her "little guys"...

 Thursday,   I casually mentioned that it was another friend's 50th in about 10 days, and within less than a day, fabulous hostess that MB is, had managed to let everyone know it would be a double party and even made sure that some of SR's favorites were invited.

  Now that's my kind of hostess...MB, if you read this, thank-you, thank

-you, thank-you...

So Saturday night we gathered for a celebration.   Perhaps it was a bit of dementia, but I found myself celebrating....as if it were my 21st (if you get my boozy drift).

   Note to others:   the fruit in Sangria?   Packs a powerful punch that is likely to induce a serious case of Sangria Flu the next day.  

Side Bar:  Uh oh...looks like I have had this problem for most of my life?  

Ah, but it was a good time.   We laughed, and giggled, and even reflected on the true gifts in our lives....and then we recalled how just 10 short years ago, several of us had gathered for a 40th birthday.  

Where did the years go?  

•  Ten years ago, we were giddy at being out without the kids under foot.   A slumber party at The Embassy Suites.   Girlfriends, junk food and movies...bring.it.on!
  
  Ten years later,  now we often find ourselves home alone, waiting anxiously while the kids drive off or ride off with their friends as the driver.  Sleepless nights have a different meaning.  Now insomnia is likely related to the worries of parenting teens or drops in estrogen level (and often a combination of both)

•   Ten years ago college talk involved reminiscing of the good old days of our own college years, not thinking it would soon be time for our kids to start applying to colleges.  Suddenly those "road trip stories " to Ft. Collins that I thought were a blast?   Yeah, they mean something different through the parent lens.   
  
   CH and MM...10 years ago...
• 10 years ago, we knew that with the good friends by our side, we could face many of challenges.   10 years later, we have discovered first hand how much truth was in such a statement.    

 For we have held the hands of our friends as they have lost a sibling,

a parent, and even one of our own...

• We've reassured one another through times of unemployment and return to the work force.  
  
  We've supported one through weight losses and gains.  
• 10 years ago, we searched for the perfect chick flick (we watched Thelma and Louise then) and realize that...Hollywood has yet to create the perfect milestone birthday movie...(Hollywood, can you work on fixing that by my 60th?  Thanks!)  
• 10 years ago, we hoped that  we'd be together for the long run....and while we know that life offers no such promises and guarantees I do know that what my parents taught me so many years ago...

and that ."There is always room for more" ...

  Remain as true as ever...

And that what they say about 50? 

Yep, so far it's rocking!  

Sunday Funnies

This morning, I'm sitting here, sifting and sorting some 600+ pictures and wondering where do I begin.   

Why with the funnies of course!  Growing up, the Sunday paper featured the comic sections.   Between that and the Target ad, I think those were my favorite parts of the paper.  

  Many of these photos were taken with my phone and I uploaded them to Facebook or messaged them to  friends and family.   So yes, if you see me on FB, this will seem a bit like a rerun.   But hey, Reruns, those are a summer staple too, right?  

Ok,so back to the task at hand...

Touristy Thing

Throughout the Pisa courtyard, or Field of Miracles as the area is officially referred to, you spotted tourists posing in different ways, creating the allusion of trying to fix the tower's lean.   And then, you had our Funny Thing, he had a more inappropriate pose planned.   Ok, whatever, he's a 15 year old boy, but was most amusing was how his dad helped  him capture the pose for all of eternity...at least now that we've posted it a few different places on this here Internet.

The Hills were alive...with the sight of Biking Things

 The one tour 75% of our family was most looking forward to was the Sound of Music Bike Tour.  If just for the cheesy goofiness of it all.   I mean seriously, a historically beautiful town, that most Americans visit only to see where this musical movie was filmed?   Yeah, you've got to love the American ways.   The tour was good, the bike ride was a great change of pace from our usual tours and while the oldest Thing will likely deny ever having liked this tour for one moment, we did spot him smiling a time or two.  

Political Things

 When our plans for visiting an Italian friend changed, we found ourselves taking a quick trip to the country of San Marino.   Yes, it was beautiful, but one thing we were impressed with how casual the attitude was towards tourists just waking into their government building and well, taking a seat.   We couldn't help but snap a picture or two...while looking over our shoulders, certain some official would tell us "No, do not touch".

My Tuscan Son

 On our long car trip from Pompeii to Modena (some 7 hrs or so in the car), we stopped off in the small hill town of Montepulciano.   In the heart of the Tuscan hill country, I couldn't help but snap a picture of Thing Two, using a very bad pun of Tuscan sun.  

Gives new meaning to Telecommuting...

 It might be interesting to share that during our 3+ week adventure, Hubby used up exactly no days of vacation.   Yep, he's been working throughout his travels.   Each evening, we had to be situated in our hotel by around 4pm so that Hubby could log into work and tackle any network issues.   Occasionally he had to take phone call that was related to work.   But we still took time for a dinner break and often Thing 2 and I would go off exploring while Hubby worked and Thing 1 recouped from a strenous day of soaking up sunshine and interacting with the world.

Location, Location, Location?

I spent a lot of time this past winter/spring researching hotels and picking places with the best reviews that had the features we needed (wifi and parking) and were within our budget.   Munich proved the most difficult.   As a big city, it was prcier.   But this hotel came with pretty good reviews and well, the pictures they showed on their website were clearly taken from a DIFFERENT angle.

And yes, I did mention this added extra in my review.   We weren't offended, and in fact, Thing 2 was again easily amused with the products being displayed in the store front windows.  

Things exploring the ruins

 In hindsight, I should have tagged it something along the lines of Breaking Things.   Who knew when I picked the "Thing" reference so many years ago (as a way to protect the identity of my young children), that there would be so many puns out there just waiting to happen.  
And no, they didn't break anything in Pompeii.

Pompeii Tupperware

With several funny comments that followed...such as "used only once"...to which I added that "Pot looks a little different back home".    Seriously, Pompeii was indeed an interesting stop on our adventure.     I'll likely reflectmore on it in the weeks to come but it was just different than I imagined it would be.   

Got Jet Lag?

Poor Thing 1 seemed to suffer the most from jet lag.   Rome was hot, and crowded, two things nobody likes but for this kid, it really was an adjustment.   I had to chuckle when he fell sound asleep, with hand-held device in his hand, but clearly out cold. 

Speaking of Thing 1 

   Today's his 18th birthday...

We love you to the moon and back...

We pushed you to reach outside of your comfort zone on this trip, but are really proud of how you adapted to these new sights and sounds...and yes, even seemed to have a smile or two to share with us along the way...

Until next time....

Home Sweet Home

While it is always exciting to go on vacation, there is a certain joy that comes with being home again.

The Things and I flew home earlier this week.   We've spent the week recovering.   Not sure how much is actual jet lag vs. how much is just unwinding and relaxing into summer vacation mode.  Ok, the waking up at 0400 ready to start the day is probably jet lag.   But the lounging on the couch, binging on Netflix (The Unbreakable Kimmy Schimidt, funny and oh so wrong at the same time) and Hulu (HELLO?   Had to watch Season 2 of Devious Maids now that Season 3 has started) is likely more due to summer kick back mode than any travel related side effect.      Reluctant to work in the yard and pay bills:   hey, that's me regardless of the time of year

So, now that I'm home, with a flash drive loaded up with my pictures and reliable tools to upload and share, I hope to make several blog updates in the days to come.    For the good stuff, see Hubby's blog.  

 Not only does he have a great camera, he has the talent to put it to proper use.  And, he's teaching Thing 2 a trick or two along the way.    I hope to update this blog with some of the lesser important but still memorable moments from our trip.   

 We've been asked by pretty much everyone "So, what was your favorite?"

   I am not sure how to answer that since the trip itself was grand in scope with several small vacations all lumped into one.   Not so much a favorite destination or sight, but my favorite memory has to be how we managed to get through 3 weeks of constant family togetherness, sharing most every meal together, squished into a tiny European rental car, often sharing one hotel room, and in the end, came out smiling.    

Granted, there were some less than happy moments, but we were all able to shake it off and move onto the next stop, fresh mind and attitude in hand.

That is indeed what made this adventure so very grand indeed!

Until next time...