Two weeks ago, my group of closest girlfriends met the newest addition to our crew – Cohen Worl, age 6 weeks. The aunties came from all over – San Clemente, New York, Soledad and Redwood Valley –for a weekend celebrating our 10+ years of friendship and the newest milestone, the first baby!
We met Ange and Baby Cohen in San Rafael for a Saturday lunch and old fashioned “sip and see”. The day was spent lunching, eating cupcakes and pushing the stroller around the outdoor Corta Madera mall while Cohen peacefully slept tucked inside his designer ride…and like old times, we talked the afternoon away, with one minor addition.
Yes, the weekend marked the next turn in our lives and was considered, at least by me, a big deal, not only since Ange was the first to hit the big four (marriage, house, dog, baby – similar to the big four when hunting on a safari) while I haven’t hit a single one, but also since only a mere 18 months earlier we were spending our Saturdays waking up to mimosas, drinking all day while sitting around the kitchen table and finally pulling ourselves together for whatever plans we had in store for that evening. We have officially embarked on a new adventure…
We met Ange and Baby Cohen in San Rafael for a Saturday lunch and old fashioned “sip and see”. The day was spent lunching, eating cupcakes and pushing the stroller around the outdoor Corta Madera mall while Cohen peacefully slept tucked inside his designer ride…and like old times, we talked the afternoon away, with one minor addition.
Yes, the weekend marked the next turn in our lives and was considered, at least by me, a big deal, not only since Ange was the first to hit the big four (marriage, house, dog, baby – similar to the big four when hunting on a safari) while I haven’t hit a single one, but also since only a mere 18 months earlier we were spending our Saturdays waking up to mimosas, drinking all day while sitting around the kitchen table and finally pulling ourselves together for whatever plans we had in store for that evening. We have officially embarked on a new adventure…
The aunties, mom and Cohen in San Rafael
Or at least I thought so. And I was completely ready to own this new found maturity until two weeks later when, just a mere 20 miles north of San Rafael, in the foothills of Sonoma, the combination of 12 friends, 1 large house and cabana, 1 pool, 2 hot tubs, 1 putting green, 1 beer bong, wine tasting, BBQ-ing, flip-cupping and just hanging out with good friends proved that some things haven’t changed at all, at least for me. Yes, while the previous weekend marked the next turn in our lives, this weekend showed me just how classy and mature I really still am…case in point - while most people come back from wine country with cases of wine, I somehow came home with a case of Coors Light.
The wine tasting crew, Saturday Morning
So while the two weekends couldn’t have been in bigger contrast, I surprisingly enjoyed both weekends equally the same and that my friend is the mark of progress in itself.
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