Our long weekend away was lovely, and not just because we spent it with some of Hayden's oldest friends from undergrad days. It was so good to finally meet some of the characters from those told and endlessly retold stories.
In addition, we were upgraded from our modest holiday apartment to a massive modern mansion of a house. It was really nice. I have never been on one of those holidays where you book into a resort hotel and then never leave. This was the closest I've ever got, and I have to say it was not too bad at all!
It was an excellent opportunity for the guys to reconnect via beers and barbies and the girls to sit by the pool and compare notes on how we converted our scruffy engineer husbands into respectable nicely-dressed citizens of the world. (I'm sorry. It is absolutely true that we did that. Also, compared to the other two wives I have not done very well at all. I still let Hayden buy his own clothing, sunglasses and shoes. Even worse, I sometimes let him go out to the supermarket wearing his post-exercise lycra circulation pants. If the other wives had given me a report card, it would have said "more work needed".)
We ate a lot of good food and drank a lot of tasty beer and wine. There were so many couches, daybeds and other relaxing spots around the house for an impromptu nap or a good read. I wasn't feeling like I needed a holiday, but I certainly took one anyway.