Yesterday I went to Toronto for a close friend's son's bar mitzvah party. 24 hours away in a luxurious hotel - just the girls - for a night of R&R.
I can't tell you how excited I was when I finally settled into my room... alone... without any kids.... for 24 hours...
Don't mind that beeping noise. It stopped after about 45 minutes
just moments before I almost jumped off the balcony
just moments before I almost jumped off the balcony
The party was great but feeling a bit guilty I texted home to see how the boys did at their hockey tournament. What the hell was I thinking?
Thank god Matt was fine. Cleve is now officially five years older.
Other than the phone call home I had a blast but the highlight of the trip was hearing the sister of the bar mitzvah boy serenade the crowd. As the dj last night said, enjoy it now while it's free because one day soon you'll have to pay $200 a ticket to hear Rebecca Codas on Broadway...
2 comments:
It's okay - his father's a doctor.
Yes. And as my friend said, Zack is the first boy to have an episiotomy on his knee.
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