the perfect weekend?

Currently listening to: Don't Look Back in Anger, Oasis
Currently drinking/eating: cold leftover pizza and a diet coke.
Currently wearing: roomy trapeze dress-- it doesn't scratch the sunburn!

The weekend, summed up in one picture:

Saturday and Sunday were the first days where I could see the light at the end of the tunnel, that tunnel being a hot and humid summer. Sure, highs were still well in to the 80s, but there was an occasional light (and cool!) breeze that would tickle it's way across my shoulders, reminding me that Fall is closer than I think. After being overserved on Friday (and a late night trip to Waffle House) I woke up Saturday in need of a bit of detox. Thankfully, I live stumbling distance from Piedmont Park: the most perfect spot to dry out in the sunshine. Tikka and I settled in to a slightly shady spot, I munched on cherries and read Dostoyevsky for about 10 minutes before falling into a lovely little cat nap.

... and then Sunday I got to do it all over again, except this time there were Willy's quesadillas and frozen yogurt involved. I can't tell you how much I love a good patch of grass and the way sun feels on my skin. Unfortunately, it's too pasty to handle it for more than an hour or so.

Sunday night was dinner at the parents house, on the patio: ribs, barbeque chicken, tomato salad, fresh sweet corn, and homemade peach cobbler. Plus a few gin and tonics, of course. I really don't think I could have asked for a better, more relaxing weekend.

...and now on to the most insane week of all time. eep. I shall keep these pictures in my head for when things get all ugly and stress-y.