I’m hoping this coming weekend will be less of a roller-coaster than the last one. Never have I ever had such a roller-coastery 3 days.
Friday started out great. I got out of work early ahead of the holiday weekend and instead of going straight home, I made the decision to spend some time alone and do girly things. I visited Sephora and played with Rihanna’s line of make-up. I ended up buying a cheaper Sephora brand lipstick that supposedly was similar to the Rihanna one. I’m not sure I made the right choice. I might still need to go get the real Snake Skin lipgloss. Next, I went to Charming Charlie and even though I browsed all the displays and saw several cute things, I landed in the sale section where I got the cutest pair of gold flats for $8 and a $5 t-shirt that says “Live Wild & Free” in gold letters. Guess what I’ll be wearing together?
Later that evening, cousins from New Jersey came for a visit. We had a good time hanging out with them; drinking wine and chatting. The next morning we took a quick trip to the river before they moved on to their next stop.
Then – We got the news that Shaunies beloved Grandpa in Jamaica had died. It had been coming for a couple of months so it wasn’t a shock in that sense. But still, it hurts. A lot. He was only 70 years old and the last time we saw him (exactly one year ago) he was as vibrant as ever; with no signs that anything was wrong.
On Sunday, we decided to try and keep our spirits up – partly for our sakes and partly for the kids sakes. We went to the pool and had a nice time. We all jumped and raced and showed off handstands and splashed and did summersaults. In between all the water fun we ate snacks and just put our feet up and enjoyed the sun (and shade). We closed out the afternoon with a trip to a bookstore. All 4 of us love browsing book stores.
Then – We got the news that my Aunt was back in the hospital. Her hip has been misbehaving lately and she’s about to have her 3rd surgery in as many months. That’s not good news for anyone. It’s particularly not good news for someone who is 90 years old and on the fragile side anyway. It sucks. Add to that, the medical bills are adding up and some uncomfortable conversations needed to be had.
On Monday, there was (as you can imagine) a lot of emotions swirling. Lots of phone calls being made among Shaunie’s large and tight-knit family and plans being put in place. Me worrying about my Aunt and trying to be supportive of S. At one point I decided that spending some time outside would do me good. I made the kids get their bikes and helmets and we headed out for a little exercise/fun.
Now understand this: I’ve been trying to teach Jay to master a 2 wheeler bicycle for years. It has been a struggle. A STRUGGLE. Mostly because he’s been scared. He was certain that he would fall and hurt himself. As long as I’ve been trying to teach him to learn, he’s been trying to convince me that he doesn’t need to and will get along in life just fine without that skill.
Well, on Monday, HE DID IT!!!! It was so exciting and I was incredibly proud of him, but even better than that; he was proud of himself. We rode for a while and when we were all done he asked me if I had caught his ride on video. I had 🙂 . Now, he wants to ride his bike every day and I am not mad about it.
There are other things too – Good and bad – But I’ll keep those close to my chest for now. Unnu too faas. That’s Jamaican for “you’re too nosey”. Just kidding. I love you for reading and following along.
Peace and love!