a Charleston getaway

we're just back from our quarterly nights of sleep at the old village post house in old mount pleasant. thanks to a schedule that's a little more free these days, we took monday - wednesday and ventured down to the coast, just the two of us. we chatted in the car, uninterrupted, for hours. we slept and rested. we spent a little time on the beach, soaking in the salty air, while mikey read the return of the native. we treated ourselves to Beauty & the Beast (the late showing) and had appetizers at Mex 1 & small plates at Harold's Cabin. mikey went for a 26 mile run & then we had 90 minute massages (thanks mom for the Christmas gift!). i'd say we squeezed every drop from these few days that we possibly could. 

mike and i truly believe in getting away without our kiddos to just be us for a few nights whenever we can. it's refreshing and restoring on a soul level. it brings fresh perspective and happy hearts. it makes us better friends, a better husband & wife, better parents. 

cheers to the weekend, friends! i hope it's full of all the things you love the most. 

Celebrate | a Charleston wedding

A few weekends ago Mikey & I traveled to Charleston to celebrate one of my best friends wedding and marriage to her sweet beau, Chris. I was so honored to be included in their wedding. Everything about the weekend was purely magical. Mike and I even got to sleep in and had the best massages of our lives. (Seriously!!) 

Chris & Alexa, my heart bursts with joy and excitement for you two. I love getting snippets into your lives and am so excited to continue walking through life with y'all. Maybe one day we'll be back yard neighbors (I can dream, right?!) - passing kids and meals back and forth...until then we'll meet up when we can, travel together, send pictures and texts and snail mail (always snail mail). Know that when things get hard and life throws you curve balls Mike and I are here. We'll have listening ears and always be in your corner. 

Allons! the road is before us!

It is safe--I have tried it--my own feet have tried it well--

be not detain'd.

Let the paper remain on the desk unwritten, and the book

on the shelf unopen'd!

Let the tools remain in the workshop! let the money remain

 unearn'd.

Le the school stand! mind not the cry of the teacher!

Let the preacher preach in his pulpit! let the lawyer plead in

the court, and he judge expound the law.

Camerado, I give you my hand! 

I give you my love more precious than money,

I give you myself before preaching or law;

Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me? 

Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?

|Song of the Open Road // Whitman| 

Travel | weekending in Charleston

Things I want to remember from this weekend: the way the light spilled into our room through the white curtains every morning as we woke up slowly // my arm looped through his as we strolled the Battery & zig-zagged through the neighborhoods // napping by his side mid-afternoon // dreaming & planning for our future // a food tour that any foodie would die over // soaking in a few minutes with our toes in the sand, hair blowing in the (chilly) wind, and dear friends by our sides // an unplanned lunch date with DP, Mere & Baby Johnsen