Tea Time

I had such a busy but fabulous weekend with J. I swear it always goes by too fast. She leaves and I start the water works. (By now you all should know I have issues with goodbyes.)

This visit was long and great, though so I can't whine too much. We squeezed in so much fun. I'm quite proud of us. Lots of great restaurants, movie nights, girlie primping, and FBG work.

On Saturday we met up with my gal pals for tea at this quaint little place in Glendale called Favorite Place. Loverchini, J, E and I sipped on rose water lemonade, nibbled on dainty sandwiches and got into an intense whisper conversation about murders in the news. How in the heck that happens I know not, but the last time I went to a tea party the same thing happened. I don't know what it is about charming tea time, but gruesome chats always seem to pop up. Ironic.