As you read this, I am out of town enjoying a weekend getaway with my sister. She is moving in June and I suggested (demanded) that we take a sister's weekend before she left. I actually can't talk too much about her moving away. I am a little heartbroken about it and I get all weepy, but I am happy for her and her husband.
Once my most bitter enemy, Katy is now my very best friend. (I just got choked up writing that). I don't know that you can explain the relationship that sisters have to anyone who doesn't have a sister. We are each other's protectors, confidants, friends, partners in crime. She's always been there and I am so thankful for her.
I am so excited for this weekend away to spend two whole days with her. No husbands, no Sawyer - just lots of talking, shopping, eating, and hanging out. We are going to Branson, MO, and I think the fates have been trying to keep us from going. Kate has been sick all week, then Branson got hit by a tornado, and I got a migraine last night. Guess what fates? We are still going. Take that.
I'll share pictures next week. They might all be iPhone pics (via Instagram or twitter), but I have more important things to do than lug around my monstrous camera. Like hold shopping bags. Or cupcakes. Or shopping bags and cupcakes.