Wednesday, February 22, 2012


There have been very few times in my life when I have been, quite literally, without words. And when I say very few I mean, maybe twice? Usually when I can't find the right words to say I just use fifty of the wrong words. I think you know what I mean.

So, in the past few days I've really wanted to sit down and blog about my weekend away. But in my attempt to fully articulate just how much fun I had, I find myself coming up short. Maybe there are no words? Does that sound cheesy? I don't know. Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. And if it does, I don't care. I don't have a lot of friends. I didn't go to regular high school or regular college. My whole life I've been relatively transient and I have a hard time getting to know people. Or when I do they decide they don't like me or I don't like them  for whatever reason. So to spend a weekend away from my family, with seven other women who I get along with perfectly, is kind of amazing. I mean, really.

Dude, I'm rambling. Sorry. See what I mean about using fifty of the wrong words instead of the one right word? Let's try a different approach, shall we?

So this is what I look like speechless? And errr... embarrassed? You didn't think that was possible, did you?


And this is what I look like with said amazing friends!

Laura (who was our amazing host for the weekend) has posted more pics on her blog if you're interested. And I don't think I could say thank you enough to her and her family for hosting us crazy people, and to everyone who made it possible for me to come on this trip!


  1. No comments from anyone in the peanut gallery????

  2. And this post pretty much sums up why you and I got along so well this weekend. I am hardly ever speechless because I love to talk! Can't wait for the next time when we can talk each other's ears off again :)