It was the kind of weekend where you hit the bed Sunday night ready to sleep HARD. Not because you really tied one on, but because you squeezed every…last…drop out of the weekend. From painting trim to a lakefront ten miler to brunch with a bestie to time well spent with my Gram and momma to another run through the new ‘hood that turned into more of a stroll to soak up the last of the sunshine and take in the ebb and flow of the new surroundings to the season’s first caipirinha made with the bottle from Rio from a dear friend to authetic al pastor tacos made on the ultra-cheap (three cheers for Hispanic grocers!) to sinking into the couch for a date with the ladies of the ATL and my new organic gardening book - it was full of goodness.
Please spring, stay awhile, would ya?