Move on.

I was in Georgia for three nights this past weekend... it was quite crazy. There are too many things to easily talk about, but there were marshmallows, and easter dresses, and photoshoots, and BB guns, and cows, and a cabin in the middle of nowhere, and a golf cart, and a mattress in the water.

If I think of anything to tell you, I'll let you know. You know how something is so eventful that it's really difficult to talk about it later?

I got covered all over with chalk this weekend. Literally, Bhriel and Alaina made me a canvas. And we had a dance party. And I got sick, but what else is new. And I tipped Jack over. Life was good.

Also, I listened to the Bedlight for Blue Eyes version of "Jumper" by Third Eye Blind all weekend. And I have a weird random bruise on my hip bone that I'm thoroughly confused about. 

My thoughts on this weekend are scattered. I'm generally a scattered person right now, but I promise to try and make this all better soon.

c.