A Weekend Staycation

Lately I've got an itch to travel but we don't have much cash to scratch it with. Instead I decided to take a 'Staycation' last weekend.

Our staycation began on Friday. Travis, Martina and I went to The Baker's Crust on 21st St in Norfolk for lunch. I treated us to a lovely Crepe Diablotine for dessert-strawberries, chocolate mousse, whipped cream and white and dark chocolate sauce. mmmm. Then we went to the White Rabbit and the Wild Hair where Martina got a summer wardrobe for $60 and Travis a tuxedo for $28. I bought a skirt and two Vera Bradleys for less than $20.

Off to Jake's Place for a cut for Travis who was in desperate need of it.

Eventually we met up with Mark and Eli at Norfolk's famed Greek Fest on Granby Street. Unfortunately we picked the worst time to show up and the crowds were so, um, crowded that moving was a problem and getting food was out of the question. We removed to Fellini's on Colley for an extremely expensive, exceptionally mediocre meal. Then off to home.

Saturday had us sleeping in before a good breakfast and a visit to the Stockley Gardens Art Festival. We had a great time perusing the art work there. There were several items that I would have loved to bring home but the same issue which precluded a vacation stood between me and the paintings, lovely leaded glass hangings, ceramics and candle houses. We did manage to sneak in an orangeade and some ice cream.

We arrived at home in time to practice driving my father's Deusenberg in anticipation of chauffeuring Travis and his date to her high school prom. Martina and I dressed up for the occasion and off we went, having a ball in the awesome old car right up until we ran out of gas just short of picking up Travis' date. In my defense, the gas gauge doesn't work and my father's maintenance man promised that he had filled the tank just before dropping it off in Dad's garage.) Thanks to my husband, who rescued us in his truck we got: boy to girl; girl to dinner and prom; car to Dad's garage via tow truck; gas in car.

The jokes were flying about the truck limo on the way to our house where Travis just took my van for the rest of the evening. Not much point in being chauffeured in a black F-250.

Sunday was a lazy day at home. We sat on the porch. We sat on the couch. We looked at the garden. We watched tv. We talked. We sat in the yard. What, after all, is a vacation without a down day?

All-in-all our staycation was a great success. Still? I'm hopeful about St. Johns, our next slated trip but an actual VAcation.