What a fun, albeit wet, weekend we had in the suburbs of Philadelphia. When my parents announced they were planning to fly in for the weekend and stay with my sister, we went ahead and penciled a weekend trip to the area as well. We left on Thursday night after bathing the kids and getting them ready for bed. This seems to be our preferred method when it comes to short road trips – leave around bedtime and enjoy empty roads and a quiet car. We can even listen to music that requires a parental advisory label.
On Friday morning, we had some time to kill before Mike and Clay were going to pick up my parents at the airport so we took the boys bowling. My bowling skills have not held up since our days on a bowling league over 5 years ago. In fact, I came in last. Although, Weston and Mikey used bumpers so I think I can argue that I ‘technically’ beat a three- and four-year-old. Go me. The boys also had their first go-kart experience on cars specifically designed for 3-6 year olds.
Later in the afternoon Megan and I were barefoot in the kitchen (with only one of us pregnant), cooking an Italian meal that would make an Olive Garden cook cry tears of appreciation. After dinner, we had a small birthday celebration for my mom (she turned 38 a couple of weeks ago).
On Saturday morning, my dad and I made a run to Wawa because their coffee bar is unparalleled. When we first learned of our orders to the Washington DC area, one of my first thoughts was how wonderful it would be to live amongst the flying geese again. So imagine my disappointment when I learned that while there are Wawa’s south and north of the district, there are none in our immediate area. And thus concludes my southeastern Pennsylvanian rant.
Mike’s mom, Joe, and Uncle Ken came over early Saturday afternoon so we had yet another excuse to drink good beer and wine and eat delicious food. We dined on Philly pretzels, steamed clams and a turkey dinner before Clay and I excused ourselves for our date night. It is pretty much a rule that if you’re married with kids that you refer to kid-free evening outings as Date Night, right?
We drove on some ridiculously winding remote roads to Sands Casino and Resort to see one of our favorite comedians, Jim Gaffigan (insert hot pocket joke here). After the show, we grabbed some drinks and a bite eat at one of the restaurants on site before gambling away our hard-earned money. Now I know we probably look like high-rollers so it should be of no surprise that we hit the penny slots hard. I came out ahead using my non-copyrighted method for winning at slot machines. We stayed away from the tables because we’d prefer not to default on our mortgages.
Yesterday was spent hanging out around the house until we ventured into Xfinity Live!, which is an entertainment complex on the former site of the Spectrum (random fact – I saw Ricky Martin at the Spectrum in 1999). We enjoyed Victory Brewing Company beers and food while we watched the Michigan State game. Sadly, Dad had to see his beloved Spartans fall to UCONN before flying home to Atlanta. After my parents went to the airport, we got the kids ready for bed (Lucy included) and loaded them up into the car. The rain and wind made for an harrowing ride home but we finally pulled into the driveway around 10:15pm. And thus concludes the recap of our weekend in the suburbs of Philadelphia, complete with subpar cell phone photos. You’re welcome.