Day 7: Tee. Gee. Eye. EFF.

What a Friday!
Moreno diet:
Breakfast: check. Lunch: check. Dinner: half check.

Rewind, and let me take a moment to say,

"THANK HEAVENS IT. IS. OVER!!!!!"

what, the diet?

no.
So here's a true story:

On Monday of this week, I received a phone call from my best friend's boyfriend. He currently lives out of state and had one of those area codes you're wary to answer because you don't recognize it. I did answer though, and found out he was planning a surprise visit to see her this weekend. I then found out she already had an obligation for Saturday, and it was basically my responsibility to create an excuse legit enough for her to become available for the weekend. He would be flying into town on Friday [today] and I was to then have a controlled circumstance arranged for the big surprise.........

Right.

Sooo.. on the fly, I recruited the help of another good friend and created a "private charity mission" that included a brief yet specifically timed Florence, KY pitstop for my best friend's favorite -- and I mean, fa-vor-ite artist, the one and only Ms. Alison Krauss. Oh yeah, we included Jerry Douglas and the cast of Union Station in that package, too. [[What was I thinking? I don't know.]]

Long story short, for the last four days, I have been on pins and needles with a knot in my stomach because of the elaborate lie under which I'd been living with my accomplices. I'm not big on lying, especially to my best friend, about meeting her favorite artist, ever. Holy cow. So anywho- on Monday she thought she would meet Alison Krauss that weekend. On Wednesday we broke news that the 'plans' had changed [aka, meeting cancelled]. On Friday, I again had to fib my way into the absolutely security of a dinner appointment with 4 chairs for just her and I. At this point, I'm sweating bullets. And then....



kp & sam | ♥



You can't read that note, but it read simply, "Surprise Kalyn!" was delivered to our table by our server, and couldn't have been more timely.

Needless to say, day 7 was lightly spoiled. I say lightly because while we ordered edamame, I followed that with half an edamame grilled cheese and some sweet potato fries. We. Had. To. Call it extinuating circumstances. I'll run them off. Promise.

After dinner, I drove home to rendezvous with my incredible husband, who'd driven that 6 hour stretch from IL to OH to spend the weekend with his family.

Weekend, weekend, here we go!!

xo | cmd