Yesterday I drove down to Atlanta to hop a flight to Minneapolis to celebrate my friend's wedding.
Flight home was at 5:19 a.m.this morning- this is what the airport looks like
Security was a breeze.
I was back home by noon today too caffeinated to nap so instead I organized some more and hung out until I demanded the husband take me to dinner where we had fried pickles and fish tacos. Southern states I like your willingness to fry anything and everything.
This week has been lots of fun but I am looking forward to less activity next week- just the in-laws coming to visit, a formal (aka adult prom) and D's graduation. Never mind my statement about less activity. Maybe the week after next......
The good news in I have done two runs and so far so good. Kind of feels like I live in a sweaty armpit (80 degrees and 93% humidity) but at least I get to run in that sweaty armpit. The bad news in a banged the crap out of my left shin-dark bruise and painful to the touch and I don't even remember doing it. Come on me get it together.
What are your feelings on fried pickles?
I am a fan- salty and delicious
What was the last wedding you attended?
My best friends!!! Congrats you guys! I am so happy for you!