As I sit here, plopping myself on the couch after another day of moving stuff, I can’t help but think about all the memories that were brought about this weekend.
I like to think that most weekends are for “making memories.” Ya know, the fun nights gathered around with friends/family, the crazy adventure races we decide to do last minute, and the restaurants that make us savor every bite! Well, this weekend was all about remembering those times. I laughed with old friends, celebrated with my old college roommate at her baby shower, and spent hours packing up our first apartment together as husband and wife. So many great memories ran through my head and I still can’t believe where all those memories have taken me (us).
Those memories have opened up doors that I never would have thought I’d walk through. And you know what? I’m ready to create more! The good, the bad, the exciting, the scary. Memories make the journey, am I right?
Okay, so maybe packing is not a great memory.
I know this girl can relate.
Packing breaks were filled with old friends and lots of pregnant bellies. I think I was the only one NOT pregnant.
Janetha, where were you when I needed you?
After the babyfest, it was back to packing. But not after making a few “Austin” memories for the weekend.
Yes, it’s Fall yet 95F. What, no Fall lake swimming in you’re city?
The last of the boxes have been packed………
but I can’t find it in myself to pack up this last picture.
What was “memorable” for you this weekend? Corny? Yes, but you know that’s how I roll!