There was actually quite a bit of activity this weekend...dinner with friends, lots and lots of packing (we moved into a hotel today for the week while our floors are being sanded and finished), some crafting in the form of mosaics with our friend Ava and necklace making inspired by this fantastic book, and a rather stellar (if I do say so myself) batch of brown butter chocolate chip cookies. But none of that mattered really, because any other occurrence this weekend was vastly overshadowed by the fact that, wait for it...
our. pool. is. done.
Yes, 'tis true, we are swimming. In our very own pool. I'm a little ashamed to admit this, but, upon jumping in with the girlies for the first time on Saturday afternoon, I may have declared to Bryan, "this is the best day of my life..." and then after a long pause, "besides marrying you and giving birth to the girls of course."
Shameful I know, but that pool is pretty freakin' awesome, I'm not going to lie.