We were up in Yosemite for my semi-but-not-legally-but-someday-might-be-step-brother's wedding. Despite living an hour away and having a cabin 1 mile from the entrance to the park, I haven't made it up to Glacier Point in about 4 years. So Matt and I took a drive and did the usual Memorial-Day tourist thing. Living this close and having the mountains so prominent in my life, I forget that people travel from all over the country and the world to see Yosemite. We probably heard 7 different languages and saw cars from 10 states in the brief time we were there.
Lots of wine was drank, good food was made, and sleeping was done.
However I didn't do a lot of knitting because my dumb ass did this. There's been copious amounts of cross-stitch going on instead.
6 comments:
looks like a nice weekend! I've never been to Yosemite...but it looks incredible.
PS--your dollar and a half looked awesome.
I hate that! I used to take weekend roadtrips to big concerts pretty often. The day back, and the impending doom of coming back to "reality" was awful. I used to call it PPS (post party syndrome..haha)It looks like you had a great time!!
Ouch! Way too many slivers... I sliced open the pad of my index finger today - I wanna knit, but don't think it's going to be fun.
I know what you mean about 3-day weekends. I way overcaffeinated today.
Yeah 3-days suck...it always seems like the 4 day work week is twice as long too.
I'm always so envious of the good times you have! The weekend looked great... ok... the wine looked great but you would say the same thing :-)
Someday East and West coast must collide and we need to meet in for reals life.
Kate if you make it to the west coast I'll bring the wine!
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