here it comes...

I walked out of the house on Sunday morning to go to church and smiled so big my cheeks hurt. The breeze was cool, but the sun was shining. Perfect for long sleeves and scarves and hot tea.

Fall is here!

This past weekend was wonderful, but, unfortunately, it was also completely clouded by the fact that I was (am) still sick. And since I have been so busy and not sleeping very well the last week I'm pretty sure I've developed an upper respiratory infection. I'm coughing and it hurts. I'm snotting and it's gross. And I'm aching all over. Hopefully, now that our house is really clean (dog hair...gone...air filter...cleaned...furniture...dusted...) I'll be able to get some rest tonight and get well. I might hurt somebody if I feel this way for another 24 hours.

But other than that...our weekend was really lovely.

Saturday was the Hubby's 27th birthday and we got to spend the first part of our weekend at a family friend's cabin in the north Georgia mountains. We were lazy and it was amazing. We went for an afternoon walk down a gravel road and found some horses I wanted to pet, but Hubby told me if I took one step closer on what was most assuredly private property I was going to get into big trouble. So I just took some pictures instead :).

{And can I just tell you how blissfully happy I am that I finally got Photoshop and now know how to make all my pictures the same width? Blissfully, I tell you!}


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It was also good to see my mom, and my little sister, and her boyfriend, Colt, but I wish we could have stayed with them longer. We went out for a birthday dinner, shared too many embarrassing stories, and then the Hubs and I had to drive home because we both had church in the morning.

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Then, after service was over, we met up with my in-laws for lunch at the 57th Fighter Group, a fantastic old restaurant on the property of the small, Chamblee airport that does most of its business with private owners and flight tours around the city. We had plate after plate of fruit, eggs benedict, antipasta, grits, omeletes, and croissants. Then there was the tea, the bananas foster, the chocolate mousse. Happy birthday to all the Nunnerys who celebrated this month! 

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Here's hoping for a good night to you all and at least nine hours of sleep for moi.

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