Camp Carrie

Two nights away in a beautiful cabin that has no cell phone signal + with a handful of friends who like to laugh a lot = something that I need more often.  It was a rejuvenating weekend for me. 

   

The weekend is called Camp Carrie -- because it is Carrie's family that owns the cabin.  However, I should probably not call it a "cabin" because this home is nicer and bigger than our own homes.  Her family even owns their own snowcat that they use to get back to the cabin in the winter.  (I was driving it here! Well, pretending to.... in the garage!  And, yes, cocktails were probably fueling us.)