Paul and I went out Friday night to celebrate a friends birthday. Three of the girls were going to leave to Austin the next day and so I decided to invite myself along. I already had all sorts of plans for the weekend, but for some reason I just wanted to get away.
Here's a little bit of our 38 hour journey...
We relived our 90's rap music days the whole way down.
Brittany's brother was putting on a charity event on the dirty 6th so we showed him some love.
After a few bands and dinner, I excused myself to my hotel and ordered dessert in bed.
In the morning I read a book my dad hand wrote to me of stories from his life starting from his earliest memory. I seriously laughed out loud and cried all morning long. I read his hilarious stories from his childhood, to first meeting my mom, falling in love, getting married and just got to when they first moved to Germany. I can't wait to continue reading it...
I then met up with the girls + a few who were ready to hair the dog.
(Jennifer had to teach me the expression, have you heard of it?)
We went to Franks and they had a little bit of this...
and we had a whole bunch of that.
We said bye to spam-slappin-Leslie and stopped by Austin's monthly city-wide garage sale before heading out.
This dress was so pretty, but wasn't meant for me (even though I came by twice to look at).
I did however have a harder time saying good-bye to this fella.
I did pick a few things up and now I'm back home with my little family.
Here's to unexpected getaways and early Monday morning start times!
Love, Sarah
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