You know that feeling you get when you’re traveling. It’s that “this is what life is really about” feeling. Everything in perspective, everything slowed down, clear, simple, obvious. And then you return home and soon you’re back to the grind, back to reality. If you’re lucky, some of those feelings and perspectives will stick with you, if even in the background.Read more
36 hours in Mexico! Living in San Diego, we can do these things but we don’t often enough. I sorta kinda blame that on two little people, I won’t mention any names. Never the less, a couple weekends ago, Gramma was in town so Chris and I got to escape for an overnight in Valle de Guadalupe.Read more
We love Mexico
Apparently Mexico is where we like to take our kid-free vacations. The only other trip Chris and I have been on in the last six years was to Cabo in 2015. This time we went back to the area we got married in 2011: The Riviera Maya (including Tulum).
Halloween creeps up on me (no pun interned) EVERY year. I can’t believe it’s the end of October. I mean, we’re still slathering sunscreen on our bare arms every day here in San Diego. Halloween and 80 degree weather just never seem to make sense!
Please don’t hold it against me when you’re older, Layla! Ok, so you didn’t get a big blow out birthday like your sister did when she turned two… but you did get to celebrate your second birthday on the beach – and that’s your favorite place ever. And with cake. And with Uncle Chris documenting it for all of us.
“I think I’m going to Africa,” my younger sister declared to me a year ago. “Well wait, I wanna go to Africa too!” was my whiny big sister response. And that’s how it started. I turned to Chris with my eyebrows raised and he shrugged, “sure, go!” A week or two later it was confirmed. It’s been years since I traveled just to travel and I knew this trip would feed my soul. And Kenya did just that.
It’s been quiet over here on the blogging-front. I’m not exactly sure why other than I’ve been trying to slow down. In general, in life. This constant nagging, pulling feeling of “I have to do this right away! I must get this done now!” is exhausting. I mean, I have two kids for that (half joking). I don’t need to add more pressure and unnecessary stress to my life. Not that blogging is always stressful, but it can be. It can also be a cathartic, supportive experience. As I write this now, like I’m writing in my journal, I feel grateful to have this space. I’m writing as I feel inspired, and not because of some imaginary rule or deadline I set for myself. That’s not how I want to operate anymore. I’m instead working on the art of slowing down.
San Diego isn’t known for its changing seasons but we were still surprised to wake up to 85 degree weather on Thanksgiving Day. A quick poll of our guests and we unanimously decided to eat our feast outside. Luckily our thanksgiving table decor translated well to our backyard picnic table.
Chris and I started this yearly (and yes, cheesy) tradition of taking a photo with the number of years we’ve been married. Last month we celebrated 6 years married. According to google:
6th Anniversary: Candy – which obviously represents sweetness – and iron – indicative of strength — are the traditional materials of the sixth anniversary.
We take our wedding anniversary pretty seriously. And by seriously I mean that we make it a priority to get away (just the two of us) for some fun. With kids and busy lives, sometimes it’s easier to brush off special occasions and keep it super simple. It’s not that we NEED more, its just that it feels really good to make together-time a priority and an anniversary is a perfect excuse for that.