This weekend we celebrated birthdays for both Queen B and her God Daughter.
Queen B flew into town on Thursday and Mom picked her up at the airport since both Hugh and I were working. They went to visit Oscar and Emily, as well as Hugh's sister, who was in town assisting with Oscar's care (he had back surgery the week prior and is doing really well).
I picked her up at Mom's house when I got off work and we went home to settle in for the next few days.
Friday morning, we started the day with breakfast at the Mexican restaurant in Petticoat Junction; Queen B loves smothered breakfast burritos, and she can't find them in Texas.
After breakfast, we went into Hooterville for pedicures and some shopping.
Then we spent the rest of the day lounging around the house, until Queen B left for Neighboring City with friends.
Saturday morning, we were up bright and early to travel to a ski town a couple of hours away, where we joined Queen B's bestie for her daughter's Toy Story themed birthday party. She turns three today!
The cake that her mom bought for the party was adorable. It wasn't as tasty as everyone hoped, but cake is cake, and it would have to be pretty bad for me to turn it down; it was not that bad. A tad dense, perhaps, but not that bad.
Later that night, we met with twenty of Queen B's other friends at a bar in Pixler. We enjoyed dinner, dancing, and watching the Man-Cub and Daughter-in-Love play pool (Shanti is a shark; who knew?).
Sunday evening, Mom, Oscar, and Emily joined the four of us for more cake. This time, it was an ice cream cake that Hugh picked up. We only had twelve candles, so we made Queen B blow them out twice, which was close enough to 28 for us.
As an aside, how is my baby 28? Inconceivable!
And, that was our weekend. It was the most social I have been in a while and I think I needed that; I tend to hibernate this time of year, which isn't always the healthiest thing for me. Luckily, the days are getting longer, so I hope I venture out more.
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