“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…
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…
For just an hour drive from Seattle and five dollars you can spend a beautiful day in Holland! Just kidding- but you can get the next closest thing The Skagit Valley Tulip Festival. Cruising the I-5, about 60 miles north of Seattle, are the stunning fields of tulips, daffodils and colorful goodness. Whoever said that…
If someone would have told me – “When you’re twenty four, you will be spending a lovely Sunday afternoon, eating an authentic and fresh burrito at a Farmers Market in a small Southern California beach town with the most genuine and handsome of men” I would have probably laughed in your face. It is no…
“Please.” “No.” “…please..” “No.” *** Waking up Saturday morning, the gorgeous sunshine peeking through the blinds and the warm weather seeping through the open windows, I was reminded why I love Southern California so much. It was only 7:30am and already a seemingly perfect day outside. Dave and I got up, chowed down some eggs…
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