The thing about a hectic weekend is not so much the hectic-ness or even the sleep deprivation. It's how hard it is to pause and be present. Yesterday I spent the day riding bikes through Calistoga with the parents. By this afternoon I was being picked up by my old roommate at the airport in ATL and ordering room service at the Four Season (when did I turn into That Girl?) and getting drunk and dancing in uncomfortable shoes with old friends at a really beautiful wedding. Tomorrow I'll be back in Napa (hopefully) in time for lunch with the folks. Crazy.