thanks for the visit, friends

In the years since I "officially" became an adult and got my "own place," we've always had a guest room. Having a guest room is obviously a privilege, and not something everyone can have, especially as families grow. That said, I really appreciate that we have one. Because having a guest room makes it more likely you'll have, well, guests. 

Last month, our guest room (and adjacent TV room) filled up with our dear friends Megan and Sean, and their son William. We spent a long weekend eating and chatting, walking and laughing, playing and sharing. It was so nice to have a chance to catch up in person. Phone calls and texts (and blog posts!) are most definitely technological advances that have afforded a new type of closeness in long-distance friendships, but nothing can replace real-deal face-to-face conversations.


Weekend activities included:
Pizza Night
Voodoo Doughnuts 
Comida at The Source 
City Park Jazz
Lions Park, Golden