





This last Friday a miracle happened. I didn't have to work, Mom didn't have to work, and Kaylie, well, didn't have to work! It was glorious. We hardly ever have a day just to oursleves so we set our flag in the earth and declared it a
Girls' Day. We spent it up at the beautiful
Sundance Resort where we ate way too much and laughed way too hard. After a most scenic ride on the ski lift, we spent the evening listening to some of Nashville's most respected and talented singer/songwriters at the
Bluebird Cafe. I cried, I cuddled, and I couldn't have imagined being anywhere else. Thank you Sundance for making our girl's day a memory we won't soon forget.