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A Very Happy Un-birthday

My birthday quite often falls on Memorial Day weekend.  This happened to be one of those years.  The Ex had a reunion thing going on all weekend, so even though it was his weekend in the every other schedule, we agreed that I would take the boys.  Win win situation, he could do all of his events, I got to spend my birthday with my guys.  Then I started thinking that we should do something fun.  Go camping, or on a trip.  Celebrate Memorial Day, and ignore my birthday.  So I contacted my favorite cousin-in-law in the 'burbs of Boston to see if she would be up for some house guests the last weekend of May.  As always, she was more than willing to be our hostess.
The plan was to not let them know that it was my birthday.  Threatened the boys with death, or worse, embarrassment in front of friends, if any of the Mass cousins found out.  I kind of wanted to just not have a birthday this year.  They agreed to keep my secret.  I told all the family we would be gone for the weekend, arranged for my sister to check in on the cat and hamster while we were gone, took Friday off from work to get packed and ready for the trip, and took off as soon as the big one got off the bus.  We avoided the holiday traffic by leaving when we did, and even though my GPS said it should take us 5.5 hours to get there, we made it in about 4.5. 
Favorite cousin-in-law lives a few doors down from her brother, who is a very close runner up in the cousin-in-law standings.  We got to spend a lot of time hanging out with both families.  Lots of second cousins for my boys to hang with, and lots of wicked awesome adults for me to hang out with. (gotta say wicked awesome, that's how Massholes speak you know).  Saturday the Big One went to a Lax tourney that the oldest of the second cousins was playing in.  He  had a grand time, and I believe he has officially gotten the itch to play again.  I hope anyway.  Bubba and I went to one of the local zoos with Fave CIL and the rest of the second cousins.  Awesome zoo.  Much better than what we have here.  While at that zoo, I learned a very valuable lesson.  Bubba's second grade teacher was right when she told him that Santa is a Red Sox fan!




We all had a great day Saturday, and followed it up with a nice dinner all together.  During this time it was revealed that my sister-in-law had leaked the fact that it was my birthday via email.  So my plans of nobody knowing were foiled!   We had already decided that Sunday, my birthday, would be spent at the beach.  Neither of the boys had ever been to the ocean, so I was really excited by this. 

So, this is how I spent the best birthday ever:

We all had a great day with the grownups relaxing on the sand, and the kids playing in the surf.  One valuable lesson was learned however.  Spray on sunscreen is not the best when applied on a windy ocean beach.  My very strangely patterned sunburn was evidence of that. 

It was a great weekend, and on Monday we didn't want to go home, and they begged us not to leave.  I have said ever since my first visit to Boston in 7th grade that I would some day move there, and now having amazing family to live near makes me want that day to come very soon.  And, I plan on spending every birthday from this day forward with my feet in the sand surrounded by family who truly love me.

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Unknown said…
SOunds like one heck of a time you had! Cherish the moments that truely count!!
Happy belated birthday! Sounds like you had an amazing time :)

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