Hey guys - how was your weekend? Good? Good.

Okay, so you know my feelings on rushing fall in because PS. it doesn't even start until September 22, but I will not deny that a little 65 degree weather felt pretty friggin' good this weekend. I opened the windows, lit some candles, and put on some socks, delighting in how cozy those little suckers are.

One thing I really started enjoying this summer, more than I ever really have, is going for drives with no destination. It started months ago as a means to get Duke to fall asleep, but I started to really love putting a fresh podcast episode on, rolling down the windows and just cruising around Platte Lake, or Crystal, or up and down 22. So a few times this weekend, I packed Duke up and just sort of started wandering around until we found a park with a slide and decent swing set.

Anyway, I guess what I'm saying is we made good on that low-key weekend plan I talked about on Saturday. We drove around, I listened to both episodes about Wallis Simpson on the History Chicks podcast, and Duke went down the big boy slide like, seventy-four times.

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Okay! Let's talk links to make Monday a little less stupid. Almost over by the way, so that's a plus, right?

• Duke's birthday is coming up on Thursday. I'm feeling ambitious and totally open to failure, so what do we think, this one or this one?

• If you're wondering if it's too late, it's not. 

• Okay, I fell so far into the HP rabbit hole HERE. So many links in the links, it's like a Youtube rabbit hole. I couldn't stop. 

• You guys - red MF'ing alert - Target has a house brand answer to Halo Top. It's cheaper, tastes as good (which, stay with me here because it's low-calorie ice cream so the bar is pretty low) and has 20g of protein, which whatever. I slammed the coffee flavor and have mini donut just waiting in the freezer. 

• If you've been to Hawaii, can you tell me about it? I have become obsessed in like, a real way. I make a daily pit stop to check out AirBnbs on, oh, any of the islands and start planning my fake life. The one where I work remotely from a deck with SPAM salads and fresh pineapple. Dreaming is free, people, and I'll be imagining myself here if you need me.