This weekend was the 4th annual “Stitch & Bitch” weekend with all of the females from my Mum’s side of the family. She is one of 4 sisters and they have all had daughters of their own and their sons have married fabulous women so we created an excuse for all of us to get together once a year for a few days without small kids dragging at our feet and husbands around. Now, most of the women in my family are crafty. They are creative and artistic. I seemed to miss those genes but not the love of good wine and food that we all have.
This year the house chosen for all 13(!) of us (and yes, there were even still a few missing) was in my local town. Everyone arrived Friday afternoon and after Preschool, ballet and getting the girls down I trotted up the hill for a fabulous dinner. Saturday morning after everyone came and checked out our house we went back in and settled in for a serious afternoon of doing nothing – except eating and drinking and laughing and a little crafting. Some read, some knitted, some sewed, some stitched, some did puzzles but the one thing we all did was natter. And laugh. Oh my stars how we all laughed. And just had the best time. This tradition is fast becoming one of my favourite things to do in the year. And why wouldn’t it be?
With that view?
And all those fabulous women from different parts of Sydney and the rest the state (Southern Highlands, Blue Mountains and Mudgee) and the country (Victoria and Tasmania) to talk to?
And half price linens picked up from a local Antique Store! For anyone that knows this neck of the Woods Peppergreen Antiques have a half price sale at the moment because I think they are closing down…! I know, too sad.
With sisters (& sisters in laws) catching up, having fun together with no place to go, no where to rush off to, no children to feed or get to bed?
And especially for me with an impromptu birthday soiree! With singing! And cake! AND PRESENTS! My actual birthday isn’t until Tuesday but who was I to complain..?
These four sisters have many tales to tell and things to teach us younger ones. About the importance of family. About being a mother. A wife. A sister. A friend. Regardless of where their lives have taken them their connection as a family is something that I respect so much and something that I hope I always have with my own sisters and that my beautiful girls have with each other one day.
When they all leave tomorrow morning I don’t think it will be long before an email comes through from my Mum organising next years weekend…bring it on I say!