The Weekend of WE and RE

There is no I in Sisters' Weekend. As we have moved from venue to venue over these last 15 years, the routine has pretty much been the same - the host makes the plans and the other two get to sit back and relax and enjoy. Although we are all strong women (translation, "bossy"), we've never had a power struggle on a sisters' weekend over what beach to go to (there has to be a beach), who gets the bathroom first, where to go to eat (we never met a meal we didn't like), or who gets to write the postcards to the Aunties, (that's Jan's job).

This year's trip to Jacksonville/St. Augustine was no different. One of us doesn't drink, the other two are cocktail mavens - so our non-drinker indulges us at the pubs and we reciprocate by finding the church where we all attend mass together. No questions asked. That's just part of the "WE" in sisters' weekends. The three of us also share our deepest thoughts and yes-, even at our age, dreams of the future and our hopes and wishes for our kids and grand kids.

Now for the "RE" in our weekends:

RE -energize by a weekend on a beach with only each other to worry about

RE-connect with each other and what's going on with our families and our health

RE-gale perfect strangers with our hysterical laughter

RE-minisce about fun times from childhood to "old ladyhood"

RE-new the promise to keep these weekends going

RE-invent the perfect martini or cosmo

RE-fresh our tans

RE-commend ideas for the next year's venue

RE- mind ourselves of our vow to stay out of tourist traps

This year we got suckered in to one. As they say, "Hope springs eternal."