his little honeysuckle.

After deciding I didn't want to hang around

reading blogs all day yesterday, I spent a small chunk of time 

on a mattress in the living room, watching The Office

with my favorite husband who keeps calling me

his little honeysuckle.

By noon, we were up and ready to go,

since I had promised my sister-in-laws

a chunk of my day off.

My husband, being the awesome

"paying for parking is stupid" husband that he is,

dropped the three of us at the

craft fair in East Lansing. Surprisingly, we all

managed to go without spending a single penny

(except on the necessary amount of Qdoba

due to being in or around the Qdoba area)

It was inspiring to see all the booths set up,

and all the random things people made to sell.

Originally, I wanted to try and get a booth,

but I'm thinking I will next year.

Afterward, we all headed to my mother-in-law's

for wedding chicken and french fries.

(However, I only had a handful of french fries.

Hooray vegetarianism!)

And then, we went down

to the little ice cream parlor in town.

It was perfect, seeing as it was

a real. summer. day. yesterday.

By the end of the night, I was exhausted,

a bit sunburnt, and mostly ready to return to laying

on a mattress in our living room, watching The Office

with my favorite husband who keeps calling me

his little honeysuckle.

The Sundays I have off work are usually my favorite.