last second invite. a group of us are going to the ranch tonight to hang out -- interested? leave tonight - come back tomorrow early afternoon. should be really fun. about an hour away.This situation pretty much embodies perfect timing. Long week at school getting ready for my students in a few days, early morning alarm clock calls and coffee cup refills every few hours. Did I need a get away? You bet.
Friday night was one of those scenes you see out of a movie, or on Friday Night Lights where it is super Texas-ey.
I could have sworn I heard Riggins reminding us to make memories.
Full-blast bluegrass music on the drive up and a stop to get Dr. Pepper and Slim Jims at the gas station on our way out of town at sunset.
Spicy chips and guacamole accompanied our BBQ tacos and cold beer for dinner.
Just when everyone was about to fall asleep and change into pajamas -- joyride!
Tangled up legs and arms and giggles in the back of the truck while flashlights and cold drinks bounced in the car in our hands as we chased sleepy cows on the property.
A stop on the bridge to turn up the dance music - we all hopped out to roll down the grassy hill and kick up dirt as we shuffled along to top 40 hits.
After a sleepy morning in our pajamas, cuddling with the Dachshund Roxie, we ate a breakfast of coffee and bacon biscuits. Squinting into the bright sun, we donned our swim suits and shorts, raced down the hill and squealed at the top of our lungs while we held hands and jumped into the green water.
The paddle boats were broken and the bottom of the lake was sticky, but we swam out to the deep, cool part and relaxed in our life jackets in true Saturday style.
A stop at chic-fil-a on the ride back home - still in our swim suits.
Soaking through our tshirts, the sunscreen smell filled the car as we sucked down our peach milkshakes.
Lyle Lovett playing in the background as we drifted in and out of sleep on 75.
Even Moses smile, when he saw the promised land.
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