My momma came to visit!
We trekked around NYC & saw Once*,
ate delicious foods, shopped til we dropped
and pack pack packed our house!
Why do we need to pack?
Do I get to come too?
Jax hates moving.
Even when we're just going around the corner.
Since we started packing,
he hasn't left my side.
Literally sitting on my lap at the most inopportune times.
What a sweet boy.
He quickly forgot though after getting treats
from one of his fav friends JayZ and my momma.
While we were in New York,
we got to meet my awesome friend Ashley for lunch.
We've built churches together in Mexico & New Orleans,
shared cabins in Bedford,
and I admire her courageous spirit.
I also squeezed in an Xfit workout and did my first Murph.
It was brutal.
I'm still sore 3 days later.
But also super great.
I really love my x-fit crew.
And what does one do when her husband is out of the country
and she's at home packing the house?
Call in some backup.
Delicious, delicious, backup.
When moving, always leave out some "packing drinks".
I swear it makes everything better.
It's hard to give two shits which box trinkets go into after a whiskey drink.
Tomorrow is moving day!
Wish me luck!
*If you ever get the opportunity to see Once,
I laughed, cried, and cried without knowing I was crying.