I'm sitting at the airport waiting to board my flight to NY. And I'm sad.
By the end of a trip I'm usually ready to get home and get back to my peeps and my life. As much as I do def miss my bed and my besties back in the concrete jungle that I lovingly call home... I also already miss my besties that I just hugged, kissed, and honked goodbye.
And my lakehouse and Lake Ponchartrain. And my two two-year old boyfriends.
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2 comments:
looks like a fabulous time! Wishing I could go visit a house on stilts with all my besties..... : )
I hate how sometimes reality just bites! Glad the trip went well though! Looks like y'all had a blast :)
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