Pajama Party

My mom went to San Jose, California for an extended weekend to stay with her sister, my Aunt Priscilla, visit family and make tamales.  In our family we make them ahead of time and then freeze them.  She wanted to help and have the experience even though we will make our own batch here because those tamales will stay in California.  We have a rather large family and the female cousins get together with matching yearly commemorative aprons, laugh, gossip and of course make tamales!  

 I stayed here to take care of my stepdad, Dieter.  Things were scary at first since he fell on the very first morning...in the shower...ugh.  He was too embarrassed to let me help him.  I told him  I love him, I am his daughter, and plus, what is he going to do stay there from Friday till Monday--waiting for mom??  He relented.  The body is a shell and ain't nothin' we all haven't seen!  Am I right or wrong folks?  Fortunately, today is Sunday and he is doing well and hasn't fallen again.  Knock on wood!  He is enjoying HIS mini-vacation.  He is eating frozen dinners (contrary to all my offers to cook him meals),  watching tv way Way too loudly, staying up too late,  and I think last night I heard him popping wheelies with his scooter!  Yes, the joys of your wife being away for a mini-vacation are good for all involved :)

Soriah, my fourteen year old niece came over to babysit me, jk, we had a pajama party on Friday night.  She came over so that we could watch our current obsession, "Jane the Virgin".  This show, adapted from a Venezuelan Telenovela is hilarious and we just love it.  The next day we watched the classic "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" with all of its fabulous quotable lines.  Then I taught her her first official lesson on how to make a pot of beans.   Woo hoo!  They came out delicious.  ** In the process of cleaning up afterwards we found a magic bean that we immediately set free outside in the hopes of growing a beanstalk.  I'm really crossing my fingers hoping to find some golden goose eggs, hehe!  

Pajama parties keep you young.  Whether you're in San Jose with your sister, having a break from your wife for the weekend, or with a special niece, you can let loose and have fun,  I sometimes have pajama parties by myself, I have to.  For my own sanity, or is it my insanity that drives me?  Hmm...kinda like the chicken and the egg, thus we shall never know.