For my 30th birthday, I knew I wanted to do something grand. I love adventure. I love travel. I love to experience new things, so why not indulge a little…? I remember making the discovery years prior that my 30th birthday fell on a Saturday and decided informally that I had to take advantage. Originally I gave the responsibility to Fella to plan something in my honor, but as I tend to do, I began fantasizing all the wonderful possibilities and eventually opted to plan my own celebration (with Fella’s
permission agreeance). Continue reading
I thought I saw my face on the side of a milk carton and thought it was a good time to pop in and say: I’ve not gone missing. I’m here… lurking.
I like to read other blog posts chronologically and because of my recent trip (!), I’ve had to go through a week’s worth of blogs and at that point, I feel like it’s a bit weird to start liking and commenting on such posts. Maybe I’m wrong, but that’s just how my brain works.
I have many an update, but no one update is enough for it’s own post, so I figured I’d just share a rundown of what’s been going on. Continue reading
I like to relax on vacation as much as the next person, but I also like to have fun and make memories. I typically curate a list of things I want to accomplish before traveling somewhere new (I made similar lists for our trips to Atlanta, New York, Philadelphia, and Nashville) and St. Croix was no exception. The main items I wanted to check off my list were: Continue reading
That was the question.
We woke up at our normal time for a Thursday morning, but instead of heading our separate ways to work, we loaded up the car and made the 2.5 hour drive down to Charlotte International Airport. Upon arrival we followed signs for departure, but had to take a moment to figure out: Are the U.S. Virgin Islands domestic or international?
After acquiring bagels and with negative COVID tests in hand, it was finally happening; we were flying to the island of St. Croix for a one week getaway.
Last Christmas 🎵 I gave you my heart 🎵… nope, not where I intended to go with this intro.
Last Christmas my husband gifted me an experience which I’m finding to be my love language. Some girls want sparkly things or shopping sprees. This girl wants adventure! And when it’s presented in a thoughtful way (like a poem!)–even better.
On Christmas morning after opening all my other gifts, my husband handed me my final present. It wasn’t much in terms of presentation as it was a giftwrapped pocket folder, but after ripping open the paper, the front of the folder read: Continue reading
Well that was longer than I expected…
I’m referring to my hiatus–what were you thinking!?
It has been so long since I last posted that I didn’t even remember what my last update was. After doing a quick search, I had posted about my internal struggle with receiving my COVID vaccine before… well, before much of anyone else really (that’s what happens when you work for the health department during a pandemic; first dibs and all). So what have I been up to? What has been keeping me away from my blog for all this time? I’ll give you one guess… Continue reading
My parents came down for a visit a few weeks back and we spent an evening sitting on the screened porch by the fire pit sharing stories about our pasts. One of the questions that was posed was: What is your earliest memory? For me, my earliest memory is a mix of adventure, pain, frustration, and now, some comedic relief. Continue reading
I finally had a break and it was glorious. I didn’t have to think about COVID. I didn’t have to deal with aggressive call center callers. I didn’t have to worry about stocking the health bus and running logistics for our test sites. We had a week of sleeping in, eating whatever we wanted, and getting maybe a little too much sun. Continue reading
I’m mainly speaking in the geographical sense…
It happens to the best of us. No, really! I’m blessed with an uncanny sense of direction; I have a 6th sense when it comes to figuring out my way and I’m rarely ever wrong. It helps to know that moss grows on the north side of whatever moss grows on (not that that tidbit of info helps in all situations)… Even when Fella and I traveled to England, I was still able to get us around without using our perpetually uncharged GPS. It’s a gift really.