Posts tagged PIC

November 7th I am thankful for:

• Caffeine
• Cardigans
• Spending too much time on babygap.com this morning because my PIC is having a boy!!!!!

• My office is so cold I now wear three layers at all times and am considering bringing in gloves.
• I’m going camping this weekend and for some reason, everyone I know finds this endlessly amusing.
• Work continues to impede on my personal (read: internet) time, which is why you’re getting a list instead of any sort of well-thought-out post.
• My sister emailed me the proof of her wedding album and I cried at my desk. Still a little choked up. There’s a good-to-great chance you’re going to be seeing 3.5 month old wedding pictures across the next week.
• I am back on a strict melatonin regime (doctor’s orders) and man am I having some bizarre dreams.
• For some reason, the new iMessage feature on my iPhone ( can iUse iSomething one more time in this sentence?) feels TOTALLY different than texting, which has lead to marathon conversations with PIC.
• Does anyone have a good camping-related at-bat song for tomorrow?
• xoxox

Not even Monday can wipe the smile off my face today. From start to finish, the weekend was perfect - so much girlie time with my very best friend. We started with plate after plate of food at Graffiato Friday night (I’m so glad I finally got over my fear of the Jersey Shore pizza). Saturday was jam-packed - a run into new-to-us parts of Rock Creek Park, an avocado-heavy brunch at Logan Tavern, window and actual shopping, and a trip to the pool. Then we headed home for college football over steaks and chimichurri and fresh tomatoes and brownies. And we talked - and talked and talked and talked.

After dropping my PIC at a train that seemed to come much too early Sunday, it was time to prepare for one of my favorite days of the year. There was way too much food, just enough friends, the world’s happiest dog, and a Redskins win.

Just perfect.

The cashier at Harris Teeter asked me if I thought there was another hurricane coming when he saw my cart. “My best friend is coming to visit and I’m celebrating NFL Kickoff Week” did not convince him otherwise.