The most wonderful time of the year- Christmas season has finally dawned upon us. And, even where the sun shines all the time and the weather rarely drops below forty degrees- it’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas. Though we are missing the snow and cool weather, and spend our days on the beaches…
Staring out onto the crystal blue ocean, my mind was both swirling and oddly relaxed. What would become of me, what would I do next, will this new chapter be all that we hoped it would be? Work, play, adventures and everything in-between. Suddenly, the boat hit a giant wave nearly knocking me off my…
Sitting on the bench, the sun beat down, the sand brushed onto my bare-legs and my love sat beside me- in that moment life felt content. David and I were on a Sunday bike ride- riding down to the ocean, along the pier then making our way circling the Bay, trying to soak in as…
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…
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…
Earlier in May, Dave and I went to see Lord Huron at the Observatory North Park in San Diego. They are currently touring for their sophomore album, Strange Trails. Psst.. You should probably go! We had both seen the young band a few years ago when they opened for Dave Matthews Band at the Gorge.…
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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