We set off as early as we could. We cleaned our house and got the kids ready to leave. We still only ended up leaving around 11 ‘o clock. Getting things done and getting out of the house certainly takes a lot longer when you have kids in tow. We also had to go back up twice to feed the cat and open her window, because we forgot. Eventually we were on our way and traveled to my mother’s place without incident.
Once we had arrived there my mother was allowed to open her gifts. Her husband had forbade her to do so until we were there for some reason. She opened her gifts and didn’t get anything very spectacular. Apparently the lady that they live by chose the gifts from her husband. My mother says she likes to take over. She chose (on her husband’s behalf) an Avon fragrance my mother doesn’t like and a salad dressing set with decanters for oil/vinegar and salt and pepper shakers. She bought my mother make up – something my mother has rarely bothered with. She looks really nice when she does wear it though, so I hope she puts it on sometime. Some eye shadow, mascara and a lipstick. My grandmother bought her a towel bale and I bought her some shower gels and a mesh sponge. She seemed pleased. I’m not sure if she faked it, but if she didn’t she liked her gifts.
PrincessIce was the belle of the ball and Babyice got loads of attention the weekend too. My mother also catered especially for us, getting special meals for us to enjoy. When we arrived there we were already hungry. She had organized a quiche from a place called Red Pepper Mill. It contained peppers, peppadew and mushrooms. It was the best quiche I have ever had in my entire life. I think I had like 3 pieces. She had also bought some breads which we had with the quiche. After that she felt like having a lie down and I decided I would have a nap with PrincessIce as well. Imagine that! A nap – for ME! This was around 2:30. At 5 ‘o clock Rudi came to ask me if I was going to sleep all day. What a lovely nap!
My mother had made pavlova (as it is my favourite dessert). I helped her dress it with the strawberries, cream and nougat. It was TO DIE FOR! I ate two big pieces. Too much actually, I kind of felt sick afterwards. Oops. She had also made a lasagne for dinner, but I couldn’t face any more food for the rest of the day, so we didn’t end up eating it.
Later that evening Babyice fell asleep on Rudi’s lap and PrincessIce was showing signs of being tired. We decided it was time to retire to our room. Our room was really lovely. It had an air conditioner, so our room was nice and toasty. There was winter linen on the bed and a gorgeous bath in the bathroom. We got the honeymoon suite since we needed a big bed to fit the whole family. The bed still wasn’t big enough, but there was a couch in the room, so we moved the couch against the bed so Babyice could sleep next to us.
Our accommodations were lovely. It was almost like a weekend away, even though we only stayed over one night. Rudi said he was going to have one more drink. I dozed off and woke up much later and he wasn’t back yet. I went to go look for him at my mother’s place, which looked locked up. Our car was still there. My mother didn’t answer the door as she was working with her earphones in, but eventually she heard me pounding on the door and opened up. Turned out her husband and Rudi went to go and explore the local pubs. They walked since they weren’t too far away. Made me so mad! If Babyice wakes up looking for his father and he isn’t there, there is hell to pay! A half an hour and a few phone calls later he was back and we all crept into bed.
The next morning Rudi made us some scrambled egg on toast for breakfast. My mother wanted to go back to bed. She obviously isn’t one for early mornings anymore. With that we decided to pack up and go home. No point in sticking around if your hosts are hiding out. Her husband accidentally ran into me and ducked into the room till after we left. I think he was under the impression I was cross with him for taking Rudi out the night before, so he cowered in the room. Told my mother to tell us goodbye. How bloody rude! I don’t really care at all, but it is still bad manners!
My mother seemed to have enjoyed her birthday and having us there. They were tickled pink with Babyice and his antics. Even suggested ‘timeshare’ with him. Um. No. All in all, everyone was on their best behaviour and it wasn’t unpleasant. We actually had a nice time. We even got some chocolate chiffon cake and lasagna to take home. I should keep my expectations low more often 🙂
If there was a party, I missed it. Her husband mumbled something about it being a logistical nightmare since the staff at the place had all taken off for the weekend as the boss has gone overseas and there were no other functions booked. I think the crux of the matter was that he couldn’t find anyone to invite. When he said he couldn’t pull anything together my mother remarked ‘It’s not as if my family would of come anyway’. I must be chopped liver.