dear diary
there is nothing like a day at the lake, i say. what a wonderful day, with some wonderful people: my family, plus two of my dearest friends. it doesn't matter what we do. although swimming, tubing, water yoga, sunning, reading, and corn on the cob don't hurt. the best thing is, not until the ride home did i think about any of the things that
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I love you.
And your family.
And your house.
And your cats.
And the smell around your house.
And the coffee and breakfast in the morning on your porch.
And the lounging around at your beach house.
And your very determined, lips partially poked out face when your flying on a tube (and PS I must tell you that I am quite jeoulous you did not fall off...not that I wished you to fall off, but I am annoyed that i did...haha, although it was fun to fall also, I felt like a ragamuffin...and man, are my arms sore today!).
I cannot tell you what a great time I had this weekend..."fun" isn't really the right word...it was more like "ahhh forget everything else that doesn't matter anyways and just enjoy living and being around good people"
Thank you SO much for inviting me... je t'aime beaucoup beaucoup a lot.
Bisous,
Twinkle Toes
(PS Sorry I forget your cool nickname..."E-cclestic?" Er-odynamic?" "E-town ho-down?" No, not any of those, but something close I'm sure)
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