I just had one of those weekends that stays with you...the kind you talk about for years to come...
I had my whole family together... it was absolutely unseasonably beautiful outside and we took full advantage of every minute. We had a HUGE day and night party with close family and friends for my dads birthday where we ate amazing food, drank cider wore cowboy boots, played Bocce, Frisbee, jammed out, karaoke'd, got incredibly shit faced yet woke up feeling totally refreshed! The gods were smiling on us I tell you.
We hiked St. Johns, swung on vines, and I got to ride in The Effingham!! Are you kidding me? It was awesome obviously. I even had to go buy a bathing suit so that swimming in the canal was an option. (changed my mind after seeing a snake) BUT STILL!! It's the end of September and it's warm enough to swim. It made my life.
I wasn't even sad coming back on Sunday night like I sometimes am when a great weekend passes by. How could I be? As the sweetest father in law in the world drove me home just to have to drive all the way back again, all I could think about was how fortunate I was to love so many people. It felt like my heart grew a few sizes this weekend. I am rich in love and it's all I need.
(I took some scenic shots...but I couldn't possibly capture the fun...i was too busy having it!)
Thanks for reading my emotional ode to a weekend well spent...: )