Again, it's been a while since I blogged. Once the document review project ended, I went right back into deps. And last weekend, we went to the Poconos Mountains in Pennsylvania for my Aunt Marcia's 50th Birthday party. All she wanted was her family and friends at the cabin for a party, and that's what she got! My grandparents were there at their cabin, my cousin Kim (Aunt Marcia's daughter) and her husband and baby were there, my uncle Marty, aunt Margaret and cousins Emma and Nolan came, and Aunt Holli and Cory and Kayla came. Uncle Mark couldn't go for work reasons. My parents are the only ones who didn't go from our side of the family, and people were pretty disappointed with them as they really didn't have a good excuse. (I can say that without starting stuff in the family because they don't read this.)
We flew out on Friday, and ended up getting delayed out of Detroit for 2 hours. We finally left at 2:30 and landed in Newark, New Jersey, right during rush hour. Of course, just our luck. A 2 hour drive turned into 3. We finally made it to the mountains at 7 o'clock. She and my uncle, and my grandparents own cabins in a small mountain development in Greentown, Pennsylvania. Well, my grandparents place is a trailer, as are many of the places in this development. My aunt and uncle's place is a real cabin, and my uncle has done a ton of work on it. It's pretty sweet.
I must say, we were lucky this weekend that we flew. Because of that, we were unable to bring pillows and air mattresses like many other people did, so we scored a real bed at Grandpa and Grandmas. However, that bed is the WORST bed I've ever slept on (not to sound ungrateful). But it is super hard and super uncomfortable. Not that Brian was in the bed with me that much! Friday, he was up with my cousin's husband and other dudes until about 2 am, and we were up at 7. Saturday was the day of the party, and it was rocking. This side of my family are my "drinking" relatives, and my cousin Kayla was in awe at the amount of alcohol. The party itself was in the pole barn of friends of my aunt and uncle, and it worked out really well, except for there being no bathroom. You had to hike up and down a big old hill to get to the nearest bathroom! Let's just say the guys didn't bother with the hike! The party was great and went on and on, and I gave it up at about 10 because I was tired from not getting a ton of sleep the night before, but Brian didn't come to bed until 3 am.
We were both utterly exhausted the next day going home, and felt like crap. We ended up stopping at a Wendy's in New Jersey about 45 minutes out of Newark, and it was a great idea. We felt SO much better afterward, and made it home without incident, thank god. And then Brian left Monday, came home Tuesday, and left again Wednesday! And he's gone for a week, even over the weekend. And that's what going on with us the last few weeks!
We flew out on Friday, and ended up getting delayed out of Detroit for 2 hours. We finally left at 2:30 and landed in Newark, New Jersey, right during rush hour. Of course, just our luck. A 2 hour drive turned into 3. We finally made it to the mountains at 7 o'clock. She and my uncle, and my grandparents own cabins in a small mountain development in Greentown, Pennsylvania. Well, my grandparents place is a trailer, as are many of the places in this development. My aunt and uncle's place is a real cabin, and my uncle has done a ton of work on it. It's pretty sweet.
I must say, we were lucky this weekend that we flew. Because of that, we were unable to bring pillows and air mattresses like many other people did, so we scored a real bed at Grandpa and Grandmas. However, that bed is the WORST bed I've ever slept on (not to sound ungrateful). But it is super hard and super uncomfortable. Not that Brian was in the bed with me that much! Friday, he was up with my cousin's husband and other dudes until about 2 am, and we were up at 7. Saturday was the day of the party, and it was rocking. This side of my family are my "drinking" relatives, and my cousin Kayla was in awe at the amount of alcohol. The party itself was in the pole barn of friends of my aunt and uncle, and it worked out really well, except for there being no bathroom. You had to hike up and down a big old hill to get to the nearest bathroom! Let's just say the guys didn't bother with the hike! The party was great and went on and on, and I gave it up at about 10 because I was tired from not getting a ton of sleep the night before, but Brian didn't come to bed until 3 am.
We were both utterly exhausted the next day going home, and felt like crap. We ended up stopping at a Wendy's in New Jersey about 45 minutes out of Newark, and it was a great idea. We felt SO much better afterward, and made it home without incident, thank god. And then Brian left Monday, came home Tuesday, and left again Wednesday! And he's gone for a week, even over the weekend. And that's what going on with us the last few weeks!
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Hiking up a hill to the loo...good times! :) Sounds like my kind of party!
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