Friday night: “What’s that you say, Mom? A long weekend? Prince Sir Toby approves.”


Saturday: “What a pleasant day to be color-coordinated on the deck.”


Sunday afternoon, on an urban hike: “Is this stupid or genius?”


Right after we got home Sunday afternoon: “Wow I’m glad we didn’t go for a real hike”

Not shown on Monday: Getting some help at the gym with my lifts and then sewing and organizing allll daaaaay (aka The Best Day).