this weekend also marked the first time i've taken chris to my hometown. i so enjoyed showing him the street where i grew up, my high school, where i danced in ballet recitals and the nutcracker every year, the ice cream shop where i worked my first job—all the sorts of places that make a childhood.
a few favorites from the weekend:
+ staying up late to drink wine and talk with my parents
+ biscuits and gravy and bacon bloody marys at tupelo honey
+ espresso and cream at coffee underground
+ a visit with my grandfather
+ cajun chicken biscuits at bojangles'
+ the way it felt to introduce my love to my oldest friends
+ how christy welcomed us with fresh flowers and pumpkin bark
+ the leaves changing along the reedy river
+ a walk through the saturday market down main street
+ the morning my dad made his famous darn goods for breakfast
+ cuddling friends' sweet babies and rejoicing in two more on the way
+ a tall glass of sweet tea every chance i got