May 22, 2018

refill the fun tank









Cardigan: Thrifted, T-Shirt: Old (Similar), Shorts: Old Navy (Similar), Shoes: Shopko

A weekend getaway is always a good idea. Especially if it involves a quick 24 hour trip to Burlington to see my family and friends. The last time I was home was Christmas! After a looooong week at work, this trip was just what I needed to refill the fun tank. 

My mom made BBQ chicken on the grill after I came home hangry Saturday afternoon. I went to the cemetery to see my dad and grandma and sit in the quiet for a while and then took a drive around Burlington to see everything that’s changed (and everything that hasn’t!). Channeling my inner-seventeen-year-old-self, I drove out to the old fish hatchery and took self-portraits on the bridge for my 52 Weeks. My mom and I talked at the kitchen counter like we did every night when I was a teenager. It’s comforting that some routines just stick with the passing of time. 

This morning, my aunt and uncle took me out for what I’m calling my belated birthday breakfast. I took a much-needed nap when I got home, and then Noelle came over for a little bit. I showed her my maid of honor dress after my mother made me parade around the house in it the night before like I was back in high school going to prom again. We talked wedding stuff for hours and I’m so excited to watch my person marry the love of her life. Now I just have to figure out which embarrassing moments to call out during my speech!



We went to Adrian’s before I left town because it’s never a real trip to Burlington unless Adrian’s is involved. That little custard stand will always be a little lonely without Betty there, but it will always be home. (Brig, what’s a girl gotta do to get her hands on a Betty shirt?)  Noelle’s fiancĂ© and boys met up with us there and it was nice to spend time with them. Ten minutes after I got back to Waupaca, I texted her “I miss you already” like I’m not gonna see her in 4 weeks anyway. 

Trips home are always so good for my soul. Bring on the next 27 days so I can get dressed up and DANCE with my people. 

Week 5/52

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