And, I’m back. Alive. I spent the last month of blog silence, living. This has been the fastest year that I can remember and the summer is a big part of that. Busy, fast, full. Here’s what we’ve been up to:
RVA Girls Weekend: Ok, technically this was the last weekend in June, but hey. After months (years) apart, my girlfriends KP, Shannon and Bethany finally got our collective acts together and met up for a weekend of debauchery. To be fair, Beth has been abroad for the last year+ and between busy lives, schedules and babies, timing just hadn’t lined up. Those excuses could only be tolerated for so long. After a bunch of back and forth over email, we settled on Richmond, VA for a quick, but much-needed, get together. Shannon did a great job re-capping the adventure, including pictures. Even with the stupid travel issues that I experienced (think Planes, Trains and Automobiles), it was the perfect weekend. We lunched, we pooled, we shopped, we saw the sights, we laughed, we bitched, we Instagramed, we partied, we enjoyed a break from everything but ourselves and each other. I always come back from being with this special group of ladies, knowing that the time and effort was SO worth it.
The 4th: My last post was a teaser about our 4th of July celebration. I’ve mentioned before just how much I love this holiday and this year did not disappoint! Between the sun, beach, family, friends and food–we were spoiled. Even if we all had to work the next day.
can’t seem to snap a good one of these two. tough ages to photo
thijs loves his cousin marco
mila + indy
perfect end to a perfect celebration
Stuart Island: Following our 4th of July celebration, and after a quick return to work, we made our way to Stuart Island. Nestled in the San Juan Islands, surrounded by the salt, surf and sun, RT’s parent’s and extended family have settled on “Stuart” as their summer get-away. It’s completely off the grid–solar power, no cell service, accessed by boat only. Side note: nestled=farthest North possible. Basically Canada. Saturday we drove, ferried, shuttled and boated our way to Stuart, meeting our family who had already been there a few days. We were just in time for the Stuart 4th of July activities, which they held on Saturday, as opposed to the actual 4th. Family Olympics and lawn games, a parade. The kids were in heaven. Add a few Bud Lights and the adults were too. Our trip was short but really fun.
indy + pap
mackie + thijs
… the winners
Thijs D is #3: The Sunday of our Stuart trip, Thijs celebrated his 3rd birthday. Where did time go? He’s 3 going on 12. I’m still amazed everyday at this kid. He’s articulate, deductive, a lover, woefully uncoordinated, thoughtful. I sit here at a loss for words on how to describe Thijs. Amazed, as I’ve said before. I’m so lucky to be his mom. Because 5 of the 6 the Thompson Cousins, are born between July 7 and August 31, we held a group birthday party the following weekend. Perfect weather, perfect venue, great family and friends, a bouncy house and carnival games (and recovery from illness, below)–the day and celebration was perfect.
our birthday boy <3
val + indy
even the little kids had a chance to jump….
…as did the adults
birthday boy, chet
summer birthdays: chet, berg and thijs
…could rule the world…or eat poop and get sick….
The Plague: Monday after our return from Stuart, I died. I know, not funny, a bit dramatic. But, I did. Or at least I thought that I was dying. For 9 days. It started with flu-like symptoms (fever, chills, nausea) then it turned intestinal. I know, TMI. After two days, I needed intervention and medical assistance. After a few more days and a battery of tests, we found out that I had an aggressive bacteria that had lead to raging stomach and intestinal infections. My sister-in-law also came down with the same symptoms two days after I did . After 9 days of not eating, competing two rounds of antibiotics, having to report the bacteria to the Health Department + CDC (yeah, it was one of those scary bacteria’s) and not really participating in my family life, I was recovered. We’re still unsure what caused it. The night that I came down with it, I had boisterously told my brother-in-law, “with a glass of wine and 15-minutes of uninterrupted time, we (my sister-in-law and I) could probably take over the world.” Should have knocked on wood.
Work, work, work!: It has been all about ‘work’ for the last two weeks of the month for me, spending a good amount of that time away from home. Between a major training and presentation, with a Global group of colleagues that I rarely see (and very much adore), followed by a trip to the great State of Texas, to visit a customer and spend time with my team based there, I’m exhausted. I’ve hinted (ok, maybe more than hinted) that I’ve been struggling for a while with my work situation. The last two weeks were so rewarding and engaging for me. It reminded me why I stay. Why I put up the bullshit in between.
Reidar jammed in a quick trip to Vegas somewhere in the last month, which definitely added to the “we’re so busy” feelings that we were both having. Mila also travelled a fair amount too. Between the three of us, we were ships passing in the night.
And here we are, a month later, looking down the barrel of another loaded month ahead. Consider yourself caught up on all things Team Thompson.