Maybe inviting a boy to go hot air ballooning with my family for our second date wasn't my brightest idea, but it sounded like fun at the time, okay? We ended up in a balloon with my little brother and a cranky renowned ballooning genius. Wicker, nylon, and propane separated us from absolute nothingness. The ascent made me lightheaded, but the laws of gravity (and maybe a dash of fate) caused us to eventually tumble back to the ground.
Behind-the-scenes update: It was a good weekend for catching up with NaNoWriMo but I'm still not up to par. sigh!
In other news, the BFF was in town this weekend and it was so much fun. We went out to dinner with a few friends, planned our future weddings (I'm going to have customized Jones Soda at mine), and watched Made of Honor. Related: Patrick Dempsey's hair is a national treasure.