President's day weekend... with John!

What a weekend, packed full of John! I had a fabulously long weekend that is finally just ending now. I just dropped John off that the airport and I have just less than an hour before I have to leave for work and get back to real life. It's always such a blast when John comes because I basically throw school and work out the window and it feels like a vacation for the both of us.

We rode the ducks on the rainiest day ever, but John had been wanting to go ever since he moved away (because he is considered a tourist here now...?) so we braved the storm and actually learned a bunch of new things about the city. Also when John comes, we eat out all weekend long at goooooood places so we can hang out with his friends and family. We went to a Brazilian buffet steakhouse and it was so good and expensive. I felt bad for eating so much meat, but hey, once and never again! John's bro even took us to the range and I shot a gun for the first time. It was one of those traumatizing events that I don't remember well even though it was less than 24 hours ago. I also took my only photo of John ever at the airport, usually because we're so sad to be leaving that we don't take pictures or we're so happy to see each other, we forget to take them. In it he is crying because he is so sad he is going to miss me! Poor guy. Send this guy home! This entry is haphazard because I am overwhelmed and in a rush. I think these pictures will be much more enjoyable than my awful writing.


ps. he is crying because he is going to miss me so much.