Sunday, September 11, 2011


I was invited on a girl's trip to the lake this weekend. I said I wasn't going. Mark said I needed to go. I didn't want to leave my kids. I didn't want to leave my cousin. I had too much stuff to do. Mark said "you're going!" I agonized over this like you cannot imagine; it was ridiculous! Finally I said "I'll drive my own car down and stay for 1 night and then come home." It's been 2 years since I've taken a girl's trip anywhere and I was out of practice. I didn't know how to do it and feel okay about it anymore. Mark said, "you're not welcome at this house this weekend--you're going!" So I went. I drove a boat; I waterskiied; I jetskiied; I swam; I laughed so hard that my cheeks still hurt. I ate way too much food; I slept in; I layed in the sun and I was "me". I felt replenished on the ride home--content, tired and SO happy I went. :)


  1. Sounds perfect to me. I'm so glad you went. xoxo

  2. Sounds like so much fun!

    Yay for Mark for making you go and get some me time!!