This weekend... I did absolutely nothing. This stress of this summer kicked my butt and it finally caught up with me. I crashed and crashed hard. All I managed to do this weekend was sleep (and sleep some more), get a pedicure, watch three movies, and miraculously find butter brickle ice cream at a local dairy. If you don't know what butter brickle ice cream is then you haven't lived. I had all kinds of notions of doing fun things and sending summer out with a bang. Instead husband had to work on Saturday and Sunday at the bike shop and it rained all day today. I spent a large percentage of my time in pajamas and in bed. I am going to be real cranky when I have to get up before 9:00 tomorrow morning and put real pants on. Aren't you glad we put real pants on to take this picture? No thanks necessary.
Happy Labor Day, ya'll. Now bring on fall.
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