Going Old School

Sometimes you just need to go back to the good old days. I had some friends over Friday night for an old school sleepover, where we rocked it like it was 7th grade. We hung out, eat a lot of junk food, and gossiped and giggled over nothing and everything. Then we watched Enchanted (have to include a girly movie in a sleepover) and turned out the lights and threw out the sleeping bags on the living room floor. It was like the old days, and then we woke up whenever, chatted some more and had breakfast. Good times.