Wrapping up the sixth and final day of my work week here at the good ole office, knowing I have to be back in here in about seven or eight hours (*sigh*), so forgive me if I don't really feel like going into too many details about this weekend.
Short story. It was a blast. Honestly, an absolute blast. I wrote a blog the other day about not having any stories to tell, but I have some stories from this weekend. Hopefully, I'll get (or make) a spare moment at some point this week to tell them.
Elizabeth and I went up to Shreveport-Bossier, as well as over to Ruston, first to visit my mom and my neice and nephew, and then over for the inaugural Friendsmas (of course, at the time of our arrival, we didn't know it was going to be "Friendsmas" but since it was so fun we've decided to make it an annual event).
Two of the funnest things in my life are a) weekend getaways and b) spending time with friends ... so when you combine the two, it's just the best of both worlds (and yes, I am singing the Hannah Montana theme song in my head ... and no, it's not lame that I know it!)
All right, I literally could write 5,000 words or more about this weekend, but I'll save them for another time. Goodnight, everyone, and merry Christmas!
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