Hi there! I apologize for my long absence. This summer is flying by at breakneck speed! My brother, my cousin and my best friend are ALL getting married in the next two months (not to each other). Weddings are now accompanied by a flurry of themed showers, bachelorette and bachelor parties, engagement parties, brunches, lunches, meet n’ greets, hootenannies and other festivities. I can’t possibly review all of them, but I will say this…my brother is marrying the sweetest, most bubbly, glowing, brilliant, wonderful girl. They are lucky to have each other. She invited me on her bachelorette party, which meant the world to me. I got to know her better (and her friends). We partied in a pirates saloon, sweated buckets doing beachside yoga, and enjoyed the finest dining in Amelia (where I ate three baskets of truffle fries. THREE).
In my family, there is a saying…something mumbled about “Cox Luck”. I’ll get back to that soon. Anyway, I finally got to go to Montana for the fly fishing excursion. My dad and brother have been going since 2000, and it was boys only until 2016, when my mom and a couple other ladies were also invited. Getting to Cascade, Montana is no easy trek. We flew to Salt Lake City for a few hours en masse, then boarded another flight to Great Falls. After landing there, we drove another hour to reach the fishing lodge. Our caretakers, Kris and Nancy, had prepared a fantastic meal; one that we all scarfed down, sending us to bed early (11pm MTN, 1 am EST). I had just fallen asleep in the upstairs bedroom when a long dormant fault line decided to stir. A 5.8 magnitude earthquake hit Lincoln…the quake was felt as far as Washington state and Vancouver. I waited 17 years to go to Montana. They haven’t had a quake there in 40-50 years. I might post my thoughts about the quake someday, but for now, I will just say that I was quite traumatized. The silver lining was a very memorable trip with my family and loads of lovely fish. I caught 8 or 9 the first day! I loved that it was strictly catch and release. Our guides, Bo, Rob and Jeff, did a great job teaching the ladies (Me, Mom, Becca and Susan) the rods. I’m truly grateful that Dad invited the girls on the trip. It was a priceless window into the shared love for the stunning scenery, the skill, knowledge and prowess required to be a proper angler, and the camaraderie found in those wild places. I really hope we get invited back again, because it expanded our family and I can’t wait to see them again. Plus, we all love to drink, dance and sing.
My brain has been in full panic mode since Montana, not just because of lingering PTSD. There are lots of amazing things about to happen and it’s nearly overwhelming in terms of sheer joy. I leave on Saturday for a trip to Canada with Patrick and Danny. We plan to do some exploring in Toronto. When I get home, it’s time for more wedding events…another shower and a bachelorette party! Woohoo! Danny and I have started looking for a place to rent, which is super exciting, but also daunting, because Atlanta is now a hotbed of new construction, more demand than supply and higher living costs. We have also planned a trip to Paris in October. I have always dreamed of going to Paris with someone I love. It delights me that Danny and I will share this together. In what little spare time I have left each day, I have finished another baby quilt, painted a few needlepoint canvases for my Etsy site, started painting again, gone biking lots with Danny, played a little volleyball (not enough though…I’ll be hitting it hard in August to get lean again), and watched a few great movies (I’ll definitely make recommendations).
Here are the two movies that really blew me away this past weekend: Lion, starring Dev Patel and Nicole Kidman, and Baby Driver, starring Ansel Elgort and Lily James. I wept after watching Lion. It is SUCH an uplifting, powerful film. I’m not a huge fan of Rooney Mara (she always seems so remote and cold), but Dev and Nicole, wow. It’s a true story too. Baby Driver is so much fun to watch. The soundtrack is fantastic! Atlanta natives will love that the entire movie was shot in the ATL. It’s a little distracting at times though, and I’ll argue right now that there is no way possible, short of having a rocket attached to the car, that the robbers could get from the Perimeter Mall area to midtown as quickly as they do. Shenanigans! LOL.
I’m trying to get back into my healthy blog pattern, so expect more posts coming soon…