Pre-vacation vacation? Yes, please.

Of course we needed a vacation... before our vacation.

Or maybe Seth had just caught the fishing bug, and I was always happy to tag along for an adventure.
Either way, we headed out Friday to explore Deep Creek Lake, a closer-to-home fisherman's paradise Seth had discovered in one of his new fishing magazines. To convince me of the need to skip out on pre-Hawaii packing and yardwork, he made reservations at a cool ski resort and took care of all the plans. And took me to dinner on the way out of town at Lucky Corner, a Vietnamese place in Frederick I had been dying to try. Who could resist?

We had a terrific weekend. We slept in and ate great. Seth caught a couple fish (and would've made Missy proud, filleting them right on the back of his pickup truck) and just generally loves driving a boat around a lake. I played trophy wife, kayaking and taking myself to brunch (nutella crepes!) and sunning myself on the boat with a book. (Seth's suggestion that I help him out by "netting" his fish was met with zero enthusiasm.)

On Sunday, of course, it poured rain. I was less than thrilled. It was a terrific reminder to myself that one should always ignore the "one more cast" plea, no matter how adorable one's husband is while making it. Because that's when the sky opens up.

Soaked to the bone, we eventually made it back home, way too late to pack or mow the lawn. So it's been a madhouse of a couple days. (Although Seth did buy himself a new fishing kayak, so we had to squeeze in time for a beautiful morning out on the Potomac breaking it in. Complete with a few disasters, but those stories will have to wait.)

Because now, once I extricate myself from work and throw a few pregnant-lady muumuus in a suitcase, we're Hawaii-bound! Hard to believe we have a dinner date with the Bustamantes tomorrow night!
(The photo of the week is our attempt at a selfie on the boat.)