When Man told me our flight home from Paris had a stopover in Amsterdam, instead of my usual annoyed whining shtick, I was all like, "The Netherlands? I know a blogger there! Let's stay a couple days, and maybe I can meet her!"
And ta-da! I did!
Hm. Maybe I should visit doctors Troy and McNamara...
Nadine from Hello, World, It's Me! has always been one of my favorite reads, and she was kind enough to take the hourlong train ride from The Hague with Monkey to meet us at one of the coolest zoos ever. It was the best day, I tell ya'. She is simply stunning, and we had such a great time getting to know each other.
No pleasure is without its pain in my family, however, and so I spent the time trying to ignore
"How old is this Blogger we're meeting, Mom?"
"I don't know, honey; she has little kids. Could be anywhere from mid-twenties to early 30-ish."
"Ooooooh! So if this were the Gilmore Girls, she could be your daughter!"
Any-way. We had a blast, monkeying around:
One of my favorite parts of the whole trip: holding a cute widdle guy again.
Little kids are the bestest things, and Monkey was an especially good one. And no, it had nothing to do with the fact I couldn't understand a word he was saying. And while I did enjoy mightily the fact he didn't call me old or ask for stuff left and right, or roll his eyes at me even once, it was more than that. He really was good as gold. (Unlike some people we know. But they shall remain nameless. Though their name rhymes with Oy! for a reason, let me tell ya.' )
Thanks, Nadine, for the wonderful time! It was great meeting you guys!