That second part sounds creepier than intended.
At the end of July, I finally got the chance to visit my friend LJ's lakehouse in Minnesota. I've only been hearing about this so-called Pelican Lake since 2002 so I figured - fine, I guess this friendship isn't going away and thirteen years later, I made it!
|oh hello, my love.|
Fresh Minnesota air.
Quality time (aka spending a first of the month with someone who truly appreciates it as much as you).
Sparklers (not the firework-y kind)
It was the recipe for a perfect long weekend. And it was. Oh it was.
Here's the sneak peek:
Teach Fordie pie the importance of selfies. While he drools. What an (almost) 3 year old move:
The good news? I'll be so very back if the gracious hosts allow it!