I hope everyone had a relaxing Labor Day weekend. I am beginning to think that I need at least a 3-day weekend every week and I wonder who I need to talk to about that? I am off work all this week and I am already dreading going back to the office next Monday (6 days from now....) as I know that my weekends at the pool are OVER and the weather is about to change. As sad as I am to see Summer drift out I have been looking forward to this week for what seems like ages. The FIN and I are going to be meeting his parents (Mommy/Daddy TX) in Savannah, GA on Thursday. None of us have ever been to Savannah and I am super excited to make the trip. I have heard wonderful things about Savannah (home of Paula Dean) and I am thrilled to be getting out of town for a few days.
In preparation for our weekend getaway I have been trolling the Savannah tourism website (I have no idea why.... its not like I know what I am looking for or even have anything in mind to look for....) and I have been constantly checking the weather forecast. Two years ago the
BF FIN invited me to Boston to meet his parents (yes, for the very first time) and watch the Yankees/RedSox game. I was super excited and never having been to the NorthEast I didn't feel as aptly prepared as I should have been and thought that I would do some weather research. I spent the week and days leading up to the trip googling the Yankee's Official Team Shop and laboring over what I was going to wear (of course the most important thing...). Thinking that it was September and that it wouldn't be terribly chilly I opted for a nice navy cable knit sweater (very light) and an equally as nice white ruffle shell. I would have never assumed (you know what they say about assuming....) that we would be in Boston at the same time that a Hurricane (can't remember the name) was making its way up the Eastern seaboard. Needless to say it rained the entire time (literally from the time we touched down till the time we left... and then some) and my sweet little sweater was under a plastic Boston RedSox poncho for most of the weekend (which I still have folded in a zip-loc bag). My hair was reminiscent of my 7th grade yearbook photo (before I ever discovered the joys of a flat iron...) and was under a baseball cap for much of the trip.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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