Saturday, August 9, 2014

Hello, August

So, it's August 9th. Which means I'm 9 days late on writing this. I wanted to have a lovely post about August & the start of school. New beginnings and the sorts. But maybe that will come within the next few weeks as the semester actually begins. (Be on the lookout around August 26th!)

The last two weeks have just flown by & completely escaped me. I have so many things to do as I leave my small town life & head back to Pennsylvania for my senior year of college.

My to-do list gets longer and longer as I prepare to pack up my life once more & travel to Valley Forge for the last time.

However, in the midst of all the tasks I have left to do I wanted to escape to my little corner of the internet. 

I've had a lovely past few days. My dear old friends came up to visit. We ate pizza, made mojitos, & chatted while sitting in the kitchen floor. 

These friends are so important to me, & while I may have been a bit upset because I feel we didn't occupy our time together in the best way, I still loved seeing them. 

Though most everyone else left after the first night (Thursday), Michaela decided to stay another night (with the intention of packing up the house the next day) and we decided to have a girly pamper night with my mom. We stayed up far too late and ate far too many snacks. We also put on face masks (meant for the night before).

My skin has never felt so soft! I highly recommend the charcoal/black sugar mud mask! 

On Friday afternoon, Michaela & I went to The Irish Inn & Tea Room here in Clifton Forge, visiting this little place makes me feel so dainty. There isn't much in this town, however, what is here is absolutely adorable. The food is delicious and the tea is hot. Yesterday I indulged in the Reuben Melt with broccoli salad as Michaela had the Tuna Melt sandwich with potato salad, & we shared a pot of the Irish Breakfast tea. Afterwards we treated ourselves to some hand-dipped ice cream. 

Also, am I the only one that orders ice cream in a cone, flipped over into a cup?

Needless to say, we really enjoyed ourselves on a rather glum summer day in Southwestern Virginia.

1 comment:

  1. You are an amazing writer. I am proud to call you my daughter. Love, Mom