So my sister flew in on Saturday - just straight out of the blue. Due to me actually kinda sorta almost having a life this weekend, she had to nix the "show up at the door unannounced" kind of surprise. But the "hi,myplaneistakingoffIhavetohangupbutI'mcomingtoPhoenixtoday
Iflyinaroundthreeokbye" phone call is just as much fun. I was a tad giddy.
Things we did:
Talked.
Watched Scrubs, Friends, Lost, and The Office.
Wittily bantered.
Went to see The Illusionist.
Played Friends Trivia.
Said sarcastic things.
Walked around Copper Square.
Listened to Dane Cook. (wtb, htd?)
Pondered the future.
Had margaritas and mexican food at Chevy's.
Talked more.
Drove around Scottsdale.
Drank iced chai at Border's.
Quoted a lot of Friends and Scrubs.
Poor Haley walked over to my office on Monday afternoon and hung out for the last hour I was there. This was the fateful location of the 497th incident of someone asking us if we are twins. I don't understand.
Mad love to my htd.
1 comment:
even more mad love to you. thank you so much for the most wonderful weekend i've had in....a VERY long time. i've missed you! i had the best time - really really did not want to leave...we're talking London-esque didn't want to leave. so thanks for everything. you're the best. i'll send you pictures soon - mainly so you can take down this horrific one or at least photo-shop in a better me. ;) love you so much!!!
htd xx
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