Cape Cod 2009: Last Day

DearDR got his fried clams, and I don’t think he was disappointed at all.

In case you couldn’t tell, that’s a cemetery across the street. DearDR laughed every time he saw this sign at Arnold’s:

They also had this massive, 100-year-old lobster.

We headed down for a little walk on the ocean shore.

The water was freezing, but I wish I had brought a change of clothes for the girls (or the their bathing suits), because they got drenched. I have some wet sandy clothes to deal with upon our return to Pittsburgh.

We are getting on the road today. I hope we get the majority of the driving done today, but I’m going to try not to fuss too much about it. We are going to stop someplace, maybe catch some fireworks before crashing at a hotel.

It’s been a good trip.

Top 10 Things I Learned Girlie Weekend

10. Telling your 3-and-a-half-year-old that you have to go get her present is a good way to have her forgive you in advance for leaving for three days and three nights (hence the importance of the horses). I asked Monkey what kind of present she wanted from Mommy’s vacation. We decided on a stuffed horse (not coincidentally). “Where is it, Mommy?” she asked. “I have to go get it,” I told her. This seemed to appease her.

9. (Okay, I kind of already knew this, but): Not having to make decisions for anyone else for a few days is lovely. The biggest decisions we faced: should we shop or go to the beach first? Where shall we eat? What will I have to drink? Can I finish this book before I go to bed? And none of those decisions were based someone’s melt-down point. (Well, L did need sustenance suddenly on Saturday afternoon, but I am fairly certain she was not going to throw herself on the ground and start screaming about it.)

8. Beet, chickpea, and pistachio salad is very tasty. Figs with gorgonzola, balsamic syrup, and walnuts is exceptional. Wild mushrooms in a brandy cream sauce with rosemary on crostini is heavenly. (Here’s a PDF of lupo di mare‘s menu.) Not having to fix or eat mac ‘n’ cheese or PB&J: priceless.

7. I suck at the horse ride game at Brigadoon. A, J, & L are such pros; they won multiple horses each. Monkey and Bun say, “Thanks!” (In a unique twist, Monkey has named her horse “Bun”. Bun’s horse is called “Wagoness”.)

6. When you take two showers a day, you need the requisite amount of underwear. (I told them I was standing in for Angel and the red panties.)

5. The best way to enjoy Grotto Pizza is on the beach with your girlfriends and a 32-ounce pop (soda for those of you not in southwestern Pennsylvania).

4. I won the in-law lottery.

3. I would like to vacation in Rehoboth Beach with my husband and daughters.

2. Three days and three nights is the perfect amount of time — I got to relax, and by Sunday I was looking forward to returning home and being with DearDR, Monkey, and Bun.

1. As J says, “Girlie Weekend is like Christmas,” i.e. it only comes once a year — but it comes every year! It is a lot less stressful and expensive than Christmas, though.


I had this awesome post for last Thursday all ready to go. It was about how much I was looking forward to Girlie Weekend, and cute stories about my kids, and how Monkey was doing about me going on vacation (not so good), and so on. And it was going to include these pictures:

Aren’t they cute?

But due to forgetting to email it to myself, and a half day of work, a pedicure, and a bikini wax on Thursday, and issues WordPress has with Safari, and not getting home until 3 p.m., and not being completely packed, and needing to get to the airport — well, it just didn’t get here. Too bad, because it was a good post.

But then I went away for 3 nights and 3 days, without children and a spouse.

There was some of this:

And plenty of this:

And this was nice:

And we got some horses at Brigadoon (the horses were important):

And Whack-A-Mole!:

And this was the view from the hotel, as it is every year at Girlie Weekend:

And we laughed a lot, and shopped a lot, and had a gorgeous meal at lupo di mare, and I was clearly told what was “blog-able”, and I cannot thank these three enough for making it a great weekend.

I have much more to say about all of this, but it is Vacation Recovery Day, and I have tons of laundry to do, and I’m taking Monkey to the dermatologist in about an hour. So I gotta scoot.

Girlie Weekend rocked. Thanks, A, L & J. You guys are three of the best. (We missed a number of attendees, among them Misfit Hausfrau, who at least we managed to have dinner with on Thursday.)

Can’t wait until next year.