When’s the last time you did something for the first time? Standing at the starting line for my third Tough Mudder, my adrenaline was racing as I listened to Sean give his pre-race speech. “When is the last time you did something for the first time? I challenge you to do something for the first…
“What do you love about music?” “To begin with… everything.” *** Sometimes, what starts as a wonderful adventure- turns into something so much more than you could have ever planned. Dave and I were nearing our anniversary and to celebrate our year together, I knew it would be only appropriate to surprise him with tickets…
“Wait… you met in Virginia… but neither of you are from Virginia? You were there for a concert? Oh, but you’re both from Minneapolis? No, he’s from New York? But you live in San Diego?” The conversion goes round and round until finally we just laugh, exhale and explain it’s a long story. Long story…
The older I get, the more I see and understand the importance of experiences over ‘things’. It’s nice to spoil a special someone sometimes, but frequently those things get thrown, used then forgotten about. So, when my special someone was turning 26 last week, I knew I wanted to plan a little adventure for us…
Rise and shine! Outside the drawn hotel curtains, I could hear the birds talking to one another and letting everyone else know; it was time for a new day. The sun was barely peeking in as the clouds blocked most of her light. Inside our room it was quiet, dark and cold. I was awake…
Thursday, June 11th, Dave and I loaded up the little Jetta, bid our farewells to Seattle and headed down the Pacific Coast Highway toward San Diego. It was a trip most only dream about, yet here we were, driving the Pacific Coast. We woke up with the sun, because I of course, was as anxious…
The day has come! It feels like it was always just a distant daydream that would never arrive. The highs and lows of the last 10 months have given some of the most intense feelings and emotions in my life but every single step was a lesson in one way or another. Life as we…
Pat, pat, pat- I could hear the rain falling from the sky and hitting our tent ever so softy. Barely opening my eyes, I could feel the tangle of bodies, sleeping bags and packs that were covering the floor of the small tent. The gentle hum of Kathleen’s faint breathing kept beat with the rain…
The early bird gets the worm, or so the saying goes. Up with the sun, the three of us girls, Libby, Kathleen and myself, were ready and excited for the hiking and camping that was ahead of us. We quickly packed up our packs, purchased bagels and coffee and headed to meet up with the…
There are some relationships and friendships that are just a little stronger, a little different and a little bit harder to explain. We call ourselves soul mate friends because quite honestly she is more than a friend- she is a soul mate. Kathleen and I met during a study abroad trip in New Zealand back…
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