Whidbey girls' weekend

Long overdue, a group of us got together this weekend on Whidbey Island at the ridiculously tricked-out Soaring Eagle Lodge to celebrate Laurel's upcoming nuptials. We drank, ate lasagne and pie, read trashy mags, looked at an eaglet in its nest, watched Roman Holiday (see the clip below), hot tubbed, munched on fish and chips at Toby's Tavern (the salmon and chips never, ever disappoint), but mostly spent time with each other laughing and philosophizing. But mostly laughing.

We can't wait to do it again.

Of course I started a new knitting project (a feather-and-fan shawl in the yummy grey/blue/brown yarn I bought at Boersma's last weekend in McMinnville). Even drunk on countless gin & tonics, I had to keep my hands busy. No matter where I go, I'm still there.