Mom. What kids?
Wife. See you in a few days, Honey. You'll manage just fine.
Daughter. Sorry Moms, this weekend's not for you. Trust me.
Dog walker. Go sniff somebody else's butt for a few days.
Laundress. Personally, I regretted the abandonment of this role for at least a week upon my return home.
All to celebrate friendship, fun, wine, life, dip and wine with each other.
Yes - that is wine squared.The stars could not have aligned more perfectly. I lounged for three glorious days by myself before they breezed in - plenty of time to pet my liver and persuade him that it'd be all right in a few days. Plenty of time to prepare fifty dips added to the 200 that my friends brought for the weekend noshing. Plenty of time to complete a little goody bag for each of my friends - complete with hand painted wine glasses that look adorable filled with a crisp Chardonnay or a tasty Cab.
My Hollie Ho. Who joined me at University of Illinois 20 years ago. She rallied late in August, purchasing a plane ticket within 24 hours of being invited and woke up at an obscene hour to arrive early on Day One in order to act like a monkey with us this year. I could not stop staring at this girl all weekend and was beyond thrilled to be reunited.
Hollie and Kim walked onto my deck and scared the bejeezus out of me resulting in my squealing like a stuck pig and a little dribble. I wasn't the only one to have that issue over the weekend. Shannon realized with great hilarity that a bottle must first be uncorked before wine will flow from the opening. It was simply too much for her delicate bladder to handle. Success.
Some of us hiked each morning in order to, if I remember correctly, "Experience a Zen moment before returning to stupidity in the afternoon."The first morning found us at Fallison Lake Trail. One of my favorites.
Hats and glasses and ponytails proved helpful for all.
Morning Two brought us to Bond Falls in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan - another one of my most cherished venues to drink in Northwoods beauty and relax overworked livers.
Despite what you may see, this is not an upside-down photo of the landscape. This is the reflection in the water of some treetops.
No joke - our weather was picture perfect. For a lot of laughs...
...and plenty of smiles.
Why is it so fun to act like we are 18 again?
...to spend time with my girlfriends. You all rock.
And to the mystery friend who left this in my car console, you rock too.