Sunday Best

There is always a hurricane or tropical storm around The Felon's birthday. So when we were told to battan down the hatches last night, I was ready. We collected our kayaks and boards before dark and then went on a date night in Bridgehampton to enjoy the calm before the storm. We woke up  to a blue sky and our neighbors paddle boarding this morning and no sign of bad weather.  It is so nice out that we celebrated the feast day of Saint Rosalie outside after mass and everyone enjoyed the slight breeze.  These passed 12 days have been chaotic with the Alaskan Assassin away on a trip, but now that he is back we are ready for any storm thrown at us. I'm not sure if it's because I've been with him for half of my life or because I have three littles, but when he is gone everything feels so much harder. Sometimes it's good to have space so that you appreciate everything so much more when it returns. Hopefully this weather doesn't ruin the East Coast's Labor Day, but instead brings everyone closer to their loved ones. I'm kind of excited to have all of my people under one roof, stuck together for quality time. Fingers crossed we lose the Internet too.