i love going home. {by which i mean visiting my parents.} we always have a wonderful time- sleeping in, playing games, watching the national geographic channel.
it's great to catch up with mom, browse my sister's enourmous dvd collection and raid her closet, and gather around the dinner table for some good food. all things you can't do over the phone.
but as much as i love going home for the weekend, i love coming back just as much. there's nothing quite like coming back to your own apartment, your own little family, unpacking, showering in your own shower before settling in for the night and saying- "all right week, i'm ready for you to begin."
Sounds lovely! I still spend Saturdays with my mom and dad. Gives me hope that my daughter will come home a lot when she's grown.
ReplyDeleteIsn't coming back to "real life" just a wonderful feeling?
ReplyDeleteweekends with my parents are my fave... thank god they live super close!!
ReplyDeletebut there's nothing like your own bed in your own little home.
Sounds like a wonderful weekend! Hope your week is just as nice.
ReplyDeleteDroppin' in from SITS!
Oh how I love going home as well! It's harder with 3 small children and a 10 hour drive, but when we do have the time--it's food for my soul! :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a great weekend! Have a great week! :D
ReplyDelete