Monday, March 09, 2015

The Galentines Weekend That Was (or a small reflection on sisterhood.)

Valentines Day flowers in full bloom!
I can't believe nearly a month has passed since Valentines day. Be that as it may, I couldn't let any more days slip by without telling you all about my Valentines weekend -- Galentines, if you will.

Let me preface this by saying Valentines is one of my favorite holidays in the year. Not because I'm into the cheesy hallmark spectacle, (Shh! I kinda am!)  but more because I enjoy taking the night to have real conversations with Miguel about our relationship. We cover all things: where it's been, where it is and where we see ourselves going in the future.  It really is one of the few nights in the year where we make intentional predictions and decisions about our life together.

This year however was a little different.

Miguel being overseas meant that I had to rethink my valentines agenda, and after a little rejigging around, Galentines weekend was born!

I have a couple of girlfriends who live outside of Sydney in the Central Coast -- a gorgeous little municipality full of tiny suburbs surrounded by water and people who enjoy living a laid back lifestyle.  It was the perfect weekend location.

My vision was this -- swimming, girl talk and LOTS of cheese.

We weren't kidding about the cheese.

Armed with this vision for our weekend, my gal pals and I let ourselves go.  We chatted away til the wee hours of the night.  We drank copious amounts of wine. We even booked ourselves in for hour long massages.

When the sun shone, we hung out by the pool and when we were tired of being outside, we watched chick flicks and food shows.

It may have been the epitome of a perfect weekend.  I came home feeling rejuvenated and so lucky to have finally made some awesome girlfriends in Australia.

Sometimes I wonder to myself what I've missed out on by being coupled up in my twenties. I imagine my weekends filled with ladies nights, wine tastings, dancing til 3 am in the bar with randoms. I wonder if I've stopped myself from getting to have these experiences -- trading them in for pizza nights in, movie dates and looking forward to the weekend grocery shop.  Have I missed out?

But then weekends like this, remind me that nope, I haven't.  I've got the best of both worlds, truly. Which should probably be normal right? Weekends at home will always be my favorite, but a sprinkling of a girls weekend out every so often will always be my favorite too.


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