So break me to small parts, let go in small doses

This weekend was an adventure. 

Friday: I was in the presence of Regina Spektor and listened to her play fantastic, amazing, beautiful music. 

Saturday: Decided last minute to go to St. George. We drove down and stayed in an awesome house at which we had a bonfire, drank mate, hot tubed, played sardines, watched movies, and stayed up way too late. 

Sunday: slept in. Then surprised my grandparents and talked with them for a while. Drove home. 

Side note: Jess and I bought onesies and it is one of the best things that has ever happened to me. 

I think I'm a very nostalgic person. It's a problem.