Last Wednesday, we packed up and took off for a much needed respite at our family's lake home in Nisswa, Minnesota.
Now some of you may or may not know this about me: I'm not really a cabin-y, Northwoods type of of gal. In fact, when the idea of "let's go up to the cabin" for the weekend comes up, I can often be heard saying, "Great! I'll see you when you get back!"
It's not that I don't enjoy it, but I definitely prefer the non-holiday weekends with fewer people. Call me an introvert. That's just how I roll.
It was just our family and Dan's sister's family this past weekend. A manageable party of eight. And as you know, eight is a great number for many games of Mexican Train.
What is it about playing dominoes that is so much fun up at the cabin that just never seems to catch on the same way at home? Two words: cable television (and the lack thereof up North!)
As the days wore on and the play got more serious, Great Grandma's hat collection came out of hiding.
Okay, so maybe Great Grandma didn't ride motorcyles in her day, but this one came out as well.
We had time on the boat and in the lake.
And time just chilling on the dock.
And even some time to hit the town for some 'pretty good shopping.'
Aidan got a feather in her hair.
And I made a Jacob and Edward sandwich.
We had tons of good food.
And lots of bad facial hair.
And lots of dishes to wash by hand.
And we enjoyed gorgeous, completely non-Photoshopped sunsets. It really looked like this every night.
The best part is returning home with people who feel rested and ready to get back to work, and ready to get ready to head back to school.
Thanks for a great getaway, Nisswa.