he's back!

wait. no. she's back. i'm back. yeah, that's it.

that's just one of my all time favorite scenes in one of my all time favorite sagas.

you know, when fudge steps out of the flue in the ministry of magic

at the end of the order of the phoenix and he sees voldemort standing over

harry potter and in that moment he realizes that he-who-must-not-be-named

is really back, as hp has been saying since that night in the graveyard when he 

witnessed cedric's death and the rebirth of the dark lord, but no one had believed him

until that very moment, when fudge says "he's back!"?

no? well then we can't be friends.

just kidding! i'll take what i can get ;)

anywho...

my man friend and i are back from a relaxing, rejuvenating week at the lake.

filled with sleeping in, naps on the dock, movies whenever we want, yummy food,

visiting family, swimming swimming swimming, and lots lots more.

man we love the lake.

our first night and an amazing sunset

more on that later this week.

for now, i have cleaning to do before... dundunduuuun... 

i have to leave for work.

what a weekend.

oh my word, what a weekend.

the scanlan clan headed up north to spend a long weekend

on the lake celebrating our queen matriarch's 80th birthday.

there was swimming in the frigid lake, building people in the sand, campfires,

songs, riddles, karaoke, scanlan olympics, broken ankles and toes, boat rides, and 

oh so much more. to live this weekend over and over would be a dream :)

now, a photo dump:

without them, there would be no us.

this little bea is the first of the fourth.

emily, mary, and con.

boo boo in the sand.

patrick creating life.

watching old home movies.

the originals. 

last night campfire. yes. i was roasting 8 mallows.

drive home.

weekend

needless to say, the right side of the car 

was filled with slobber by the time we got to the cabin.

it was another gorgeous weekend with my lover

have i told you how much i love it up there?

<3

115 miles.

i'm not sure when it started or why,

but i have been having an affair.

a deep, dark, amazingly crazy beautiful love affair that i just can't shake.

and i'm going back for more this weekend

:)

out of all of the beautiful places i've been to,

nothing compares to going up north and spending the weekend on the lake.

I've already warned the bf that he better bring in some big smackers

so that i can live on the lake every summer...

i can dream, right?

The BF and Winnie at the cab a week ago.

(i was loosing at kings in the corner hence his grin. sad face.)

i was so proud of my little girl!

she finally became a real life Golden and swam in the lake

playing fetch and all that cutesy Golden stuff

I'll have to take video of it this weekend

and then actually post it ;)