Please excuse this horrible picture of me.
Saturday, Billy got up bright and early to head to his baseball scrimmage/showcase/camp whatever it was. I spent the day with the girls just hanging out and while they all watched football.
After I ran out of candy crush lives, I was the one that wouldn't stop talking through the entire game. So what? They knew what they were in for.
Sunday, I went to watch Billy's travel ball team play against my former juco! It was so nostaligic to be back to the place where I spent 2 of the best years of my life. That town may be itty bitty, but it was home to some of the biggest memories and parts of my life.
Between batting practice and the game, I went and met my "god parents" for lunch. There are no words to describe what these two precious people mean to me. They were honestly sent from god to watch out for us during our first years on our own. Their house was our escape and our home away from home in every sense of the word while we were in school. When I was sick, Mama Dee made sure I had chicken noodle soup and a doctor. When I was stranded on the side of the road, Papa Parrot was the one who came in the middle of the night to save me. I used to eat lunch with them every Sunday afternoon back when I lived near by, and we got to continue the tradition this Sunday! It was so great getting to catch up with them and knowing they are still as happy as ever.
It's so hard to go back to the real world and work after having weekends with people that mean so much to you knowing they are far away again. I am going to have to make more trips down to see them in the future. After this weekend, I realized I can't stay away this long again!