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Over the mountain and through the woods...

We're off to our little cabin in the woods.

Sleeping in.

Hot tub by the river.

Board games.

Wii tournaments.

Ping-pong in the basement.

Good food.

Coffee on the deck in the morning.

Long walks through the woods.

Fires in the fireplace.

Maybe some snow!

A birthday party.

Snuggling on the couches.

PJs all day long if we want.

Good company.

Some great cheese and a bottle of wine.

Big breakfasts.

Catching up on magazine reading.

Card games after the kids go to sleep.


Ahhh....

Happy weekend, friends.

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  1. This sounds like a perfect weekend. Have fun, my friend ;)

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  2. Yes, sounds wonderful!

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  3. Hope you had a wonderful weekend!!

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  4. And you'll be back...when, exactly? Because I am missing you and all your blogging

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