Our next door neighbors (the coolest newly retired couple - who raised four kids, had two super successful careers and still have energy to bike and hike everyday) invited us to hang out at their beach house for the long weekend. We had such a relaxing and fun time. Tyrone made breakfasts, they cooked suppers and I had to do nothing! Sunday I went for a walk - watched kids play at the beach in the morning, read my book on the beach all afternoon while the rest of the Browns took a rest and then enjoyed watching everyone play when they all came back to the beach later in the afternoon. The kids jumped waves, surfed, played football, buried Derick, dug big holes and were generally super happy and engaged the entire weekend. And I think our neighbors still like us. I was a little concerned that hosting all seven of us for the weekend might strain the relationship. But I think it worked out okay.