When your friend asks you if you’d like to go to a chocolate boutique, there really isn’t any other answer but ABSOLUTELY YES.
We went to Co Co Sala on our first evening together, which was a great way to christen the weekend. All of the drinks come with some form of chocolate (those are chocolate shavings you see on top of mine) and the desserts are little pieces of chocolate artistry. T’was delicious!
I’m kicking myself for not taking a photo with my grandparents, whom I saw before flying home on Monday. They picked me up at Lesli’s house and we drove to Montgomery Mall for lunch. When Grandpa told me we were headed that way, I immediately thought of the summer of 1988 when we were living overseas in what was then West Germany. My parents – either to get us out of their hair or to remind us was America was like, or both – sent my sister and I to the states for one month. We spent two weeks each with both sets of grandparents. In the two weeks we were in Washington DC, Becky and I probably visited Montgomery Mall half a dozen times. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a townhouse just a stone’s throw away from the mall, which was probably one of the most exciting things you could provide two sisters – one who was a teenager and one who very much wanted to be a teenager like her big sister.
But I digress…
Grandma, Grandpa and I grabbed lunch at Nordstrom before driving to the nearest metro station. My flight was at 6 p.m.
Here is a shot from my connecting flight from Atlanta:
As usual, Girls Weekend was over much too quickly. We’ll repeat the occasion before the holidays to round out the year and then we’ll start over again next spring.
Earlier this month Lesli sent me the most awesome birthday card ever, and it’s the perfect picture of how I hope our future trio will be.
Girls Weekend, Circa 2042