We’re on vacation this week, in Breckenridge, CO, where it is cool enough to wear a sweater. In JULY. You all, I have died and gone to heaven.
We went whitewater rafting yesterday, which was even more fun than I thought it would be. Including the part where Henry almost fell out of our raft and was saved by our quick-thinking guide, who grabbed his life jacket just before he hit the water. So that was awesome.
(But seriously, so much fun.)
Tomorrow we’re going hiking and fishing — ok, I am not going fishing, but Charlie is. I hate fish. Thursday we’re rock climbing (yes, really!) and Friday we’re horseback riding. Crazy.
And for every single one of those activities, I’m showing up in full Preppie outdoors attire. Go me.
This is the last week of school; I suspect that I’m more excited for summer than my boys are. But you all, I am so over making lunches. Over it!
Gap skirt from five years ago. Seriously.
I have a complicated relationship with that Gap skirt. I have to really, really be in the mood for the bow; if I’m not, it just gets in my way. Yesterday, I was totally in a big bow kind of mood, and the skirt was perfect. Plus, it has pockets. Love.
J. Crew linen skirt, even though it’s not officially summer yet.
My personal rule about linen is that it’s strictly for the window between Memorial Day and Labor Day, but since it’s already a million degrees here (no exaggeration) and since my brain decided about a week ago that it totally already is summer, I wore the linen today. And then spent the afternoon trying to prevent the skirt from blowing up over my head. Classy.
Tomorrow: My edited closet, skirt edition. These two have lots of friends. Of course.
Oh you all, this week is killing me. I have a huge project launching on Saturday, I’m crazy busy at work, I’m trying to get ready for Sunday’s half marathon — and of course, on top of that, everyone in my house has a million doctors appointments this week, all scheduled months ago and all falling during the school/work day. Plus? I seem to have a head cold. Just to make things more fun.
In other words, it’s a completely normal working mom kind of week.
This is the kind of week where I do not have one extra second or ounce of energy to waste on choosing an outfit. Which makes it a perfect week to have a uniform.