Cousin-Love

My 15 year old cousin Meredith is pretty awesome.

We’ve been buddies since she was just a wee one.

We went to NYC last summer:

And although this past weekend wasn’t really up to NYC standards, she came to the “big city” for a weekend with her favorite cousin.    

First we tag-team bathed my sewer smelling dog. She’s been doing a little too much of this of late:

The next day we went to Brockville, ON and ate some ribs,

And watched something called a Poker Run. I’d never heard of such a thing, but it was pretty cool to watch. The boat below is called My Way, and it is a Turbine boat. It sounded just like a jet taking off. It apparently goes up to 208 MPH. Crazy!  

We walked around and saw the sites some more.

And then we headed out to my cousin’s cottage for some R&R.

Mere got to ride with Jersey and my cousin’s dog Buddy.

After some serious tubing action, we headed home around midnight.

Sunday morning started out with matching pedicures.

…and the lady asked me if I was her mother. At first I was flattered, but then I was suddenly offended that I looked old enough to have a 15 year old. Funny thing is, we always joke that if I was on the show “16 and Pregnant” I’d have a 15 year old by now.

It’s weekends like last that make me realize how lucky I am to have such an incredible extended family.

Cousins by blood – friends by choice.

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