Sadly last year I wasn't able to make it.
This year I was determined to attend, regardless of where I was living. So a week before Halloween I packed a carry on bag, costume & all, and left for Baltimore.
I have never been as tired as I was that Sunday.
But it was worth every minute of lost sleep.
There's just something so magical about good, close friends.
Mostly we just talked and laughed and had a wonderful time; nothing too crazy. Well, other than staying up way later than I'm used to. I caught up with old friends and made some new friends.
Sunday I had to fly back to Atlanta after a big, greasy burger that really hit the spot.
Even though I don't live in Maryland, I'm so thankful that I have the ability to hop a 2 hour flight and see everyone. Hopefully one day the distance will be less but for now, I'm grateful that I can be there for parties like this one.
This looks like so much fun! And yes, the tired days are always worth the memories!!
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