Mel and I spent Sunday back in my Adirondack chairs finishing the margarita mix from Friday night. While there wasn't enough tequila to get us in too much trouble, there was just enough to make me sob uncontrollably when I put on the Sex and the City movie later. What is it with tequila and emotions? Oddly, when Kristi brought over "Dear John" a bit later, my emotions mellowed. Nicholas Sparks normally has the opposite effect.
Taking full advantage of the extended weekend, Nat and I spur of the moment decided to venture on over to Luray Caverns. We're really not good at planning things hence leaving at one in the afternoon for a two and a half hour road trip. It was surely 90 degrees outside and while both of us love the heat, it was still a great day to be underground. We're hoping to make adventures like this more of a habit in the near future. I forget how much fun it is to do things out of the norm with him because we have so much fun doing nothing. (Omg, that is so sugar sickeningly sweet, that don't worry I just slapped myself...but it is true.)
The mirror effect from the lake was my favorite part.
Rocking the sweet headset for the self-guided tour.
The wishing well was my other favorite part.