The best weekends have three days.
I'm taking a break from my stories about PARIS! FRANCE! to say almost nothing (except maybe PARIS! FRANCE!) delights me as much as the three-day weekend. Well, there's the four-day Thanksgiving weekend which is nothing if not pee-your-pants exciting.
And a little daytrip out to the islands with friends at their beach house is pretty much perfect. Especially when you get home Sunday night and realize it's not really a school night. Yeehaw and giddyup!
1 comment:
yeehaw indeed! so glad you made it out... the invented games and epic Awesome session would not have been the same without you. :)
xo
AP
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