A LOVELY LITTLE INTERLUDE……

A few weeks ago, after returning from our trip to Elbow Cay, I got a call from our baby girl.  As she is in the Education Program her break would be March Break instead of a reading week in February.  “Mom, I really need to come home.  I just need too”.  How do you say no to that one, though I did turn it into a bit of reality check and made her pay her own airline ticket.  Oh evil woman that I am lol!
With a quick phone call to her brother and his girlfriend DC, a quite week at home began with a bang!  I absolutely love having a house full of people, teasing, laughter and stories that are probs best not told….  I cant wipe the smile off my face right now as I type this.  Three extra the first night, 7 extra the next with the icing on the cake being a visit from a married friend of the kids and her children the next morning. During the visit were were able to FaceTime in the Scottish group making the family visit complete!  Bring’em on!   It was wonderful.   Sunday evening came, the extras headed back to their reality and quiet time began here in the middle of no where.
The next four days were bliss.  Baby girl and my husband began a binge watch of Shamless.  I must admit, there is no way I could watch it, I tried.  Honest.  I just couldn’t get past the language and lifestyle.  I am a bit of a baby.  Though the up side was that my bailing allowed father and daughter to have some time to catch up.  Chatting about everything under the sun when our good ole country internet would crap out.  Or while coming into the kitchen to scrounge  for what ever food they could from me.
I set myself up everyday at the island in our kitchen.  The walls in front and behind me are mostly made up of windows and glass doors.  On days such as today, the sunlight beams in and can cause a blinding reflection on our black and gold veined flooring.  My “perch” allows me to keep an eye (and perhaps an ear) on what ever is happening in the house.  Last week it was awful to almost hear the sighs of contentment and the smiles from my two couch potatoes.
Midweek, our son came for an overnight (thank you Mother Nature you crazy mixed up wench, this year anyway) for the snowstorm.  Zeeman is currently working in Effort Town, so it was safer to stay the night here in the middle of nowhere.  A few headlocks, whining from his sister and perhaps an argument later he  was off to work in the morning; leaving behind a sad baby sister.
Getting up way to early on Friday morning, grabbing the little dog and hopping into the truck to take her down the escarpment to the train, baby girl told me that she wasn’t ready to leave.  It had been a great week, doing nothing, hanging with Dad and Zeeman she said. Getting a touch, kiss or hug when ever she felt like it from Mom. With a quick “love you Mom , love you Oli”, she turned from the truck and quickly moved into the station.
I pulled away with Oli crying and barking for his girl as we left the station, my crying adding to the sad sounds of good bye.
Be safe baby girl – to the moon and back