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This weekend was a whirlwind of traveling, family and emotions. Friday we drove up to Seattle for the weekend. Originally it was just for my grandma’s 95th birthday party. But with my other grandma’s recent passing away we were also there for her memorial.

It snowed a little bit in Portland and Seattle on Thursday and Friday but thankfully the freeways were clear enough to drive up there. There was still quite a bit of snow at my parent’s house, though! We stopped for lunch in Longview, WA (got Mexican food and they surprised us with some ice cream at the end!) and then drove the rest of the way to Seattle without having to stop. Logan did great in the car!



Friday night Michael went out with a friend who lives in Seattle and I hung out with my parents. My brother Andy flew in from Philly for the weekend so it was great to see him, too!



Saturday was pretty low-key. I had intended on going to the gym in the morning but I was still coughing pretty badly from my month-long bronchitis so I decided to skip it and just rest for a few more days.

Around lunch time my aunt showed up to put together Grammy’s flowers for her party. My aunt Sheila used to own a floral business and she does an amazing job with flowers! She got 95 roses for my grandma’s 95th birthday. πŸ™‚

My mom and brother worked on making the snacks for the party and Michael and I drove to Dick’s to pick up burgers for everyone for lunch. πŸ˜€

Finally it was time for the party! One of my aunts put together a bunch of old pictures to put on display. I love seeing old photos of my grandma:
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She was so stylish! She looked like a movie star in her old photos. The cake turned out nice:



There were red roses everywhere for the party. So pretty!


The theme was a tea party! Everyone was supposed to wear a hat. My cousin Anna brought some extra ones, and she has some pretty awesome fancy hats, for everyone.



Look at my Grammy sneaking a little bit of frosting off her cake:


I love how this photo turned out:


Me and my brother:


My aunt made a little speech and then we sang happy birthday and she blew out her candles. She seemed SO happy!


It was such a good party! Everything turned out so nice. There was a bunch of her favorite foods and little finger sandwiches–sparkling cider, tea, coffee. A ton of family came and a bunch of my grandma’s friends and her old neighbors came by. It was so sweet how many people came to wish her happy birthday.


My little dude was a rockstar, too. He got passed around and wasn’t freaked out by so many people. And we got some good photos with his great-grammy.



After the party we hung out at my parent’s house with pizza, some beer and sports on TV.


Sunday morning was the memorial for my Grandma Mary. It turned out to be a really, really nice service. My dad’s friend was the officiant and I got to see everyone on my dad’s side of the family. Most of them I haven’t seen since my wedding.


The service was so beautiful. A bunch of got up to talk and share stories and memories of her. I’m really glad I had typed up what I wanted to say so I could just read it because I don’t think I could have gotten through it otherwise.

After the service there was a little reception with lunch. We got to talk and catch up and spend some quality time with family. My aunt Chris had this book made of old photos and I loved looking through it–funny how much my brother looks like my dad!



We had hoped to hang around a little bit longer and spend more time with everyone but unfortunately Logan was coming down with something and had his first fever on Sunday. It got pretty high and we wanted to get home to get to the doctor before they closed. So we said our goodbyes and hit the road.


We picked up Bella at her foster mom’s house (she was so happy to have a little weekend party of her own!) and then I took Logan to the doctor and got him some medicine. He’s doing better now but it was kind of scary when his fever got so high.

It was a wonderful weekend. Ups and downs, happiness and sadness. It was so amazing seeing both sides of the family and spending so much time with them, but also bittersweet because part of it was for saying goodbye to my Grandma Mary.

Aug 122013


As I sit here reminiscing about my weekend at my family reunion, sweeping stray pine needles out of my suitcase, smelling campfire smoke in my sweatshirt and going through the photos, I am grateful. I’m grateful that I have such a cool and fun and close family. As a kid, I always looked forward to the big family reunion mid-summer. A weekend with the other cousins, running amok all day and going way past our bedtime playing flashlight tag and sneaking beer from the keg when the adults weren’t looking (or pretending not to see), these were the memories my childhood was built on.

Even now as an adult, I still have fond memories of all the summers we’ve had together–almost 30 years worth of family reunions (the first one started in 1984). We’re all getting older, many cousins have their own kids now, but we still have this common bond. A group memory. My favorite that we discussed this weekend was remembering the early days of the family Scavenger Hunt where we had to crawl underneath an electric fence to get to the open field where things were hidden. And of course the older cousins daring the younger one to pee on the electric fence. Aren’t kids fun?

There are a lot of changes coming up in my life. Getting married next year has created this intense feeling of inclusion and nesting. I am so happy that Michael is being brought into the (sometimes wacky and weird) fold of my family and I hope that when we have kids, they get to experience the same fun things I did as a kid. I think family is so important and I am forever shocked when I come across other people who never had that; as a kid I thought everyone’s family was like ours.

This weekend we went up to my cousin Kristin’s house for the family reunion. She lives in Poulsbo with her husband and son and they have recently started their own food cart, Bonfire Ovenworks. This is a dream that Matthew had and has made it a reality–a very delicious reality.


They specialize in pizza and even though they are fairly new, their pizzas are delicious! They remind me a lot of Apizza Scholls–perfect, crispy crust with that smokey flavor from the wood fire stove.


When we arrived Friday night, Matthew and Kristin were hard at work making pizzas for everyone. Their set up is super awesome and I was so impressed with the pizzas! I ate WAY TOO MUCH pizza. They made 19 pies Friday night and there were no leftovers.


They even did a gluten free pizza for Michael, which was surprisingly good. By far, my favorite pizza was the one with arugula, sun-dried tomatoes and a balsamic reduction. I want to eat that pizza again!

Friday night we were all sitting around the campfire when we started seeing flashes of light in the night sky. A storm was coming in. Michael and I crawled into our tent and I laid there in my sleeping back listening to the rumbling thunder in the distance, the clap of lightning and then finally huge raindrops hitting the top of the tent. It was so relaxing and mesmerizing and I was lulled into a deep sleep by the rain. It was really nice. Thankfully the next day had nice weather and no more rain.

One of my favorite memories of the weekend was going for a run with my cousin Di on Saturday morning. Since my knee injury, I haven’t run outside since last September. Almost a year. I’ve gotten up to almost 1.5 miles on the treadmill at the gym so this was the first time I went outside running. Di is a super athlete, does Crossfit and used to play soccer, but she hates running so she was okay with going at my pace (thank you!). We ended up doing a little over 3 miles of run/walking. If I had to guess I’d say, 1.5 or 1.75 miles of actual running and the rest was walking.


It felt so good to get out there! I didn’t have knee pain while I did it, I felt great (but sore) the next day and I think it went well!

Saturday after lunch was the annual Scavenger Hunt. My cousin Lea took over the planning from her dad (who’d done it almost 30 years) and she did a great job! She had everyone sign up into teams of 5 and then when the Scavenger Hunt began she told the boys to go on one side, girls on the other and SURPRISE that was our new teams! Two teams! Boys against girls!

The Scavenger Hunt can get pretty competitive and of course there is smack talk, even more so since it was girls against boys. One of the activities was bobbing for plums. It was hilarious. This of course turned into a water balloon fight of epic proportions.




Whatever you do, don’t drop the beer. (Beer provided by Sound Brewery–I really liked their IPA!) Then the Scavenger Hunt took a hilarious turn. Our next challenge:

This was my favorite memory of the weekend. It was the wackiest, most hilarious thing I’ve ever seen at our family reunion! The girls chose Snoop Dog. My aunt was a GREAT sport and offered to be Snoop Dogg. We watched Gin and Juice a few times on my phone for inspiration and then set to work. She made her hair into an afro, used a mascara brush to create a goatee, put on a plaid shirt to mirror the one in the video and we made a plan.


The rest of the girls got hoodies and practiced their moves as the backup dancers. My cousin turned the song on and blasted it outside and my aunt swaggered out with her bottle of gin. πŸ˜‰


The glasses were a nice touch. And the bling. Haha! Do I even need to say that the girl’s team won the whole thing??? πŸ˜‰


Kudos to the girls for doing an awesome job! And of course I was there to document it all. (And I was impressed with how quickly my aunt was able to get her hair back to normal. It would take me days to get the knots out of my hair!)Β Next up was the potluck (so much food), and my cousin Di’s amazing Sheep Herder’s Bread!! I love this stuff!!!


Then we all sat around the campfire playing Catch Phrase (and we might have turned that into a drinking game). Dang, I think it’s been a decade since I’ve done shots. And I can’t remember the last time I laughed as hard as I did this weekend!


Another year of fun memories to be stored in my brain.

Your turn; tell me some happy family memories!