I have not spent a weekend with my best girlfriends since summer 2011 — we were obviously long overdue for a getaway. And so we packed our bags and headed to the Poconos last Friday night. I believe we spent 80% of the weekend in our sweatpants, lounging by the fire, drinking red wine, catching up on big things and little things, and reminiscing. We had nowhere to go, no work to do, no kids to care for. It was quiet and relaxing and perfect.
Here’s hoping that we don’t let almost two years pass before doing this again!