Oh, the weekend, it was full, full, full.

A friend of mine from high school, Melanie,

came to visit me!

I took her to eat dinner at

the historic Chattanooga Choo Choo.

Here’s the story:

they took some train cars

and made them into hotel rooms

and restaurants.

I have wanted to go on a date

to eat dinner in one of those train cars

for about six years now.

I decided I couldn’t wait for a date to come along.

I was going to have dinner in that train car,

one way or another.

And so, I took Melanie there and we talked about life.

And every few minutes,

I would look around the train car where we were eating

and then look at Melanie and mouth

“We are so cool, Melanie, do you realize how cool we are?”

So, in the end, maybe it’s good I didn’t go on a date there

because I probably would have done that on a date.

And that would have been embarrassing.

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On Saturday, I took Melanie to have the best lemonade of her life

and then we went on an adventure in downtown Chattanooga.

We may have been raised in the country

(a cow field surrounded our high school on three sides)

but, this past Saturday, we were nothing but city girls.

We had lunch in a tavern downtown

and shopped Market Street all afternoon.

We even stopped at Sweet CeCe’s for some frozen yogurt.

It was so fun to be a city girl for a day.

Of course, when we got back, we went to a field

and Melanie climbed on top of a bale of hay

but I’ll tell you about that later this week.

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On Saturday night, 23 minutes after Melanie left,

one of my college roommates arrived in town!

Christan and I shared a suite freshman year.

We would climb out the window at the end of the hall

and sit on the flat part of the roof and plan her wedding.

I was a bridesmaid in Christan’s wedding.

And have driven to Memphis several times

just to feed bottles to her two babies.

Life can work out the way it was planned, sometimes.

– — –

After having breakfast with Christan and her family on Sunday morning,

I headed back to Chattanooga for all things wedding.

I’ll have to tell you about that tomorrow, maybe.

It’s wedding central over here

and I am in the bridesmaid zone.

– — –

After I finished all things wedding on Sunday afternoon,

I did a little shopping for a couple of little girl birthdays coming up.

Goodness gracious, I miss those little girls this morning.

– — –

Gosling came over on Sunday night.

We watched a movie about children who live in a brothel

and then did some internet research on orphanages.

For the love, how is this going to work out?

I know I’m connected to orphans.

But how?  How will it work out?

Also, we worked on a masterpiece that I’m making for my mantle.

And then we just chilled out.

Don’t you love how I take pictures

while laying on the couch?

I couldn’t be bothered to move to get good pictures.

It was the last night of the weekend,

for crying out loud.

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This week is my big work week.

I’ll hit between 70 to 80 hours by Saturday.

Event planning, it’s in my blood.

Another thing that’s in my blood?

Those five little girls.

I saw three of them over the weekend,

but I missed all five,

even when I was with my friends.

I missed them bad.

The heart wants what the heart wants

and my heart loves those little girls.