Last weekend I was sipping the most perfect fresh-squeezed limeade and sharing the best guac and chips I've ever had on the Riverwalk in San Antonio. This weekend I'm tidying and weeding and vacuuming and budgeting. Bummer. Oh how I miss thee, vacation.
3 comments:
At least you're not puking anymore :)
Oh Anne! I just read your last post. That was awful! Halle threw up a couple times on a flight once, and Jeff had to clean it up as I dry heaved from the smell. I don't do throwup. You are a trooper woman!
Well we miss you too. Come back and play by the pool with us today!
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