Putting up feet

I put my feet up for 48 child free hours over the weekend with a group of girlfriends.  And we talked. And talked. And talked.  Who knew we had so much to say?!

Such precious times together.  We have shared much together that is both deeply sad and hugely joyous over the years.

I now have a sore throat.  I think I am genuinely unwell, but maybe I just talked too much?


Sarah S said…
Thyn chicks at Hyams?
Jenny said…
Yes - missed you Sarah!
Petrina said…
Sounds like bliss...

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