I've never been one for a consistently fast pace.
I love nights out on the town as much as the next girl. But, more typically, I find that my favorite weekends are spent with my family - eating and laughing around the island in my mom's kitchen. And I find that, when I'm traveling, it's the quiet days at my parent's house that I miss the most.
Last night was one I'll be remembering until I get back to hand out kisses and squeals at the end of August.
I love you guys.