Lifesaver

The past week was the longest I've had in a while. I talked to one of my best friends, whom I've wrote about before here, and she suggested a girls weekend to soothe the pain of hard work and being worn to the core.

After two days of the pool and a night out on the town to one of my favorites, Cabana, it was just what the doctor ordered:

Sleeping in.

Coming over with three or four bags.

Laying poolside until I can sweat no more.

Girl talk that can last for hours. 

Being late to dinner because of watching Sex in the City.

Three girls sharing one bathroom.

Laughing about everything and crying over anything.

They're my lifesavers.