Monday, February 18, 2013

one of those kinds of weekends

those kinds where when someone asks what you did all weekend you can't really remember.

probably because you napped away one of the afternoons without even taking your scarf off...

those kinds where the minutes and hours slip by without much notice at all but it feels all warm and squishy just the same.
squishy with love probably because your date night consisted of a 40 minute trip to home depot and a blizzard...

those kinds where you get to make memories even if you don't really understand why they end up being memorable.
except you know that crab macaroni and a face like this is always going to be memory-making...

those kinds where you hadn't realized that you had traditions until you were deep into steel magnolias with your sweet nanikins with annie queued up next. 

apparently hiking badger two sundays in a row qualifies a tradition...

  those perfect do nothing but nothing is kinda everything kinda weekends. 
extra perfect because of the extra day...
thanks presidents.