Anyway, I think my adventure will do me good. I'm going to Chicago! And not only that, but I am going with one of my top ten favorite people of all time :) I mean, who really has a top ten? I have been thinking about it though because one of my other top ten favorite people is dying right now. I decided that I have a top ten list of family -because with three kids and a husband and two sisters and a Nannie and a mom, you're pretty much full before you even leave the family tree- and then another top ten of just super awesome people not related to me that I wish came in pocket sized versions so I could carry them around with me. Rebekah is one such person. And since she isn't pocket sized (though, compared to me, almost), I will just have to settle for meeting her for a few days on the town in the Windy City. I'm very excited! Just thinking about it makes me feel way less losery. Good friends are like that, just being around them makes you feel good. Because hey, if they are as cool as they are and they still choose to be friends with you, then you must not be the walrus with the painfully awkward social habits that you imagine you are. Or perhaps they are just that charitable? I don't know.
But anyway, I am sure I will have lots of good posting to do when I get back. However, I will only be back for two days before heading out on another adventure, the first ever vacation of the Hawkins sisters and their husbands and children. This should be interesting, to say the least. We got a great deal on a huge, cozy cabin on some river in Arkansas (how hard would it be to look up? not very. but let's just go with "some river"). We'll be doing some fishing, some game playing, some hiking, lots of good eating, and plenty of catching up. I haven't seen my older sister in over four years!
After all of that, perhaps I will feel better. That is, if I can get over the fact that I'll be hanging out with tall blonde(ish) beauty queens for almost two weeks! I can always offer my wit though. Eh? Eh? Yes, I definitely fear that this is going to be one of those times where people look at me and mine and wonder "who invited all these tacky people?" But I like to think of it like I let people feel free to be who they are. Because, after all, if Abby is over there being all awkward, odd, and gaudy (ya like that? it's called assonance- heh), then hey, maybe they'll feel awesome by comparison. You're welcome, world.