OMG, my girls are here and boy' am I happy. It's Friday and I've been so exited all day, felt this weird thing in my tummy like right before you go on a roller-coaster or have a "travel fever". Right after work I got on the train to met the ladies in the city. Agnes was supposed to come around 7 I think and Olivia around 10.30 or so. But Agnes buss from Boston stopped in Yonkers (closer to where I actually live then to the city), it turned out to be a good thing though as there were 30 min walking from grand central to penn station and not 10 min as Agnes had though. I was so extremely over exited to meet her, I could feel people starring some as we might have screamed a little. We walked through the city, found Urban Space outdoors food market but it was just closing so had to keep searching for the right dinner. We decided to get Shake Shack. It was horribly much people in there so we brought it to Grand Central and sat down in the stairs. We sat there talking and all off a sudden there were someone very close to us saying hi. We looked up, jumped up, started hugging and talking (screaming), laughing. Olivia was here, she just come from JFK with the buss and found us sitting their eating burgers and babbling away. We haven't seen her since June so it was mighty exiting. We went down a floor so that Olivia too could get a burger since there's a Shake Shack in the station. We went to the train and got home around midnight. I'd been up since 5am because this particular day I'd felt like it was a good moment to do a morning workout. So I was pretty tired but since we just met again after all this time no one wanted to sleep quite yet. We tried on our halloween outfits for the upcoming eve and they tried walking in their heels. Hahah well, they can walk, it's just that after a while they decided they looked as football players at a awards night. They looked completely insane and gosh how I laughed.
Saturday morning we decided to not sleep in too much as I wanted to show them around a little. We had a nice breakfast and then got going. We drove around in my little town and then out to the coast. Stopped by Starbucks and then went to Rye Pier. It was super windy but also a very beautiful view. We went by Madeline to get some of my stuff before going home. She remedied us of the time so in stress we drove past the store, grabbed some taco ish food and then got home. At home there were a lot of people, since my host dads brother from Sweden and one of his daughters were visiting the brother that lives in Manhattan came too with his whole family. Both of my host parents were at the stove, we said hi to everyone and made our way downstairs. Put our groceries down on the bench in my kitchen area and heard laughter. I couldn't place were it came from at first "are they in my room!!??!??!". And yes there they were, and did I get furious? Oh, yes I did. The 8 yr old cousin (that already made me insane since she made the house to a complete mess, screamed constantly and affected my kids to become non-respecting little monsters) is in my room with A my 2 yr old. A is completely covered with make up in her face, all my stuff has been taken out off the make up bag. We all had our computers and iPads on my bed and I ofc freak I think I screamed NO or something, picked my girl up who started crying immediately as she understood I were pissed. The cousin walked behind me, her dad saw when we came up and asked her what she'd done, I dropped A of in the kitchen to her parents and went down to do a check on the room. I felt a bit weird, as if someone walked in on me naked and then walked out with out saying sorry or excuse me. There were make up on the wall and on my sheets. One lipstick were broken but a cheep one at that, nothing else were broken. (I felt very pissed at my host parents to begin with since I thought there were enough grownups to have the situation under control, but later me and Jay talked about it and I understood how it turned out the way it did. And could drop it very easily since the damage were so tiny, would have been something else if my expensive stuff was torn). With the stress of getting done in time with make up and eat, then getting on the train in time mixed with this made up for a pretty grumpy Emma.
However I got it together thanks to my awesome friends and once on the train I felt much more content. We took an uber to the club. The club straight up and down sucked. And our promoter even more so. But the evening were still a success since I had my friends there. And the fact that Olivia put out super much money so that we could get drunk helped too. We went to the bathroom and talked very loudly since we though most likely no one would understand us. I found a abandoned cigarette package that I brought with us out from the bathroom. We danced with some guys but then decided it was time for food. We had to take the last train home since the girls were to go to Boston the following morning. We smoked, laughed and stumbled around till we got to Subway. It was the best food eveeeer eaten, EVER. Agnes started to get nauseas since she can't drink vodka and thats basically what we drank. Took the Uber and went on the drunken train as a guy so nicely put it when he stepped on. People in costumes laying down on all the seats. I can't even describe how tired I was.
Sunday I drove my girls to the train, which was very sad but I knew that they will come back soon so it's bearable. I slept kind of all day. Monday, the actual day of halloween, I was a freaking superhero. I had one hour to get my kids fed, changed and ready. And I did it. .... but the cousin had a meltdown. I understand her cause I used to be like that too, still sometimes, have expectations and then nothing turns out as you wanted. So even though I'm still a bit upset with her I saved the day with some proper makeup, black eye shadow to be precise. Went from crying to scared of herself in a happy positive way. Overall my Halloween weekend was very tiresome but mostly a blast and amazing.