I'm in bed recovering from our awesome weekend. We survived the 8+ hour car ride home yesterday and rolled up to my crib around 4:45pm. I still haven't touched my suitcase. Or my hair. It looks horrendous.
Thank goodness I took off work today. Sometimes I'm very proud of myself for making certain decisions. Other times, notsomuch.
Our last day in Austin was spent getting mani/pedis, eating Greek deliciousness for lunch, laughing, napping, sweating in 104 degrees of suffocating heat, putting on high heels for the first time of the trip, too fine of dining at Perry's, and shufflin' like nobody's business until the early morning.
Did I mention we had a 8+ hour car ride the very next day?
Princess Ann getting pampered:

Liz:

Ann, me and Liz getting our Greek on.

Why my body hates me and my pants won't zip:

Dinner at Perry's:

Anne and Ann:

I want this for breakfast right now:

All of the pictures are from my phone so they aren't that great.
This little angel apparently acted out on a daily basis while I was gone. She hasn't left my side since I got home yesterday. If only she knew how to unpack my suitcase and start the laundry...