it was all of us shanty girls enjoying a lovely weekend (or week?) in an exotic location like key largo... relaxing by the pool, snorkeling, lying on the beach, drinking delicious virgin drinks, shopping, and eating a lot.
it was a lovely daydream, and it got me through a vicious hill we were climbing. (i love spin.)
josh and i like to dream big. we always play the "when we're rich" game. but i always tell him that's why we went into major debt to go to cornell... to get rich! right?!
and i always say, more than anything else, i would love to be able to have enough money to pay for family and friends to be together. to be able to say to my family, "hey, we've got this reunion covered. everyone just show up!" or, "alright shanty girls, your tickets are paid for, bring your bathing suits!"
this would be my ultimate dream.
my love language is quality time. (can i get an amen, aubry?)
so it may take a while, but in a few years if you all get an email from me asking for a weekend when you're all free, be expecting something great...
what: the white house with a green roof across the street from the stadium. fish bowl windows. possible sightings of dance parties, guitar strumming, and ten girls dining on air popped popcorn, frozen yogurt, and 44 oz. of diet coke for every meal.