This weekend three of my friends and I are taking a girls' weekend to head south of the border for some good food, good company, good sun and good times. It's 11:40 the night before we leave and par for the course I am still doing laundry. BUT, my road trip mix has been made. I have really tried to focus on the important things.
Having the Fourth of July holiday on a Tuesday just really threw me off and I thought I had more time to prepare - like a whole day more. Oh well. It won't really matter when I am sittin' on the beach with a 'rita, a good book and my shiny new toe ring that I just bought, now will it?
It will be one of the longest times I am away from Emerson, but he will get some good daddy-bonding time. I can't wait to see how excited he will be when I return. Selfish, I know. But I need to treasure this time that he squeals in delight at the sight of his mother.
My suitcase is calling me, in muffled spurts, "pack me up woman...take me somewhere exotic..."
Tiene un semana muy fantastica! (or have a fantastic weekend)
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