I’ve stepped away from social media (namely Instagram since I’ve already been off Facebook for the last couple of years) until at least the new year but I can’t stand not to write so I’m going to put some use to my dusty blog. Also, since I won’t be relying on Instagram and Chatbooks to document our lives, I need it somewhere. Somewhere!
One of the things I love about Matt is his spontaneity. He’s a planner and he’s about the details and he’s organized (all things that are rarely, if ever, associated with me), but he also has a very adventurous and spontaneous personality, which I love love love.
So this past Friday he texted me from work and said, Let’s go to Spokane this weekend! I did some quick planning and reserving and Saturday morning found us headed away for the weekend. When I worked for the airlines we traveled on average about every month or every other month, even after we had our first son and then our second. Some plane rides were awful (like sit on the tarmac for over an hour with a tired and screechy kid and then we still have to actually get up in the air and have the plane ride and/or not make the first flight because it was full so now we have a 12 hour layover in MSP on Thanksgiving Day) and we’d get back and say, Never again. And then the next month we’d get itchy for getting out of town again and we’d do it all over again.
Anyways, this weekend was the tired and screechy kid kind with just the slightest essence of a twelve-hour layover on Thanksgiving. And a full-length glass closet door shattered in our hotel room kind. (Not by the boys incidentally.) (IT WAS ME. FINE.) But already I’m planning our next get-away so I don’t know. We’re crazy? Ambitious? Undeterred optimists? Just really like to travel? Yes, yes, yes, yes. Probably.
Overall, we had a great time and loved making new memories and we visited the coolest bookstore that I had to peel myself away from (Auntie’s Bookstore!), but sleep was definitely not on the docket.
It was fun. It was tiring. We’d do it all over again. And we will. And probably document it.
With the car ride and being off social media, I’ve been flying through books again and I thought I’d throw out a few in case you’re interested. I read these four the last two weeks, but I’ll try to compile a list of my favorites this year.
Joni & Ken: An Untold Love Story – cannot recommend it enough. A powerful and vulnerable story of a marriage that truly suffered but became something unbelievably beautiful, even after 28 years of deep marital unhappiness. I can’t stop thinking about it.
From Depths We Rise: A Journey of Beauty from Ashes – another powerful story. Definitely cried while reading it.
The Keeper of the Bees – this is a book written in the 1920s so I love the different age and era that’s reflected; it seems such a purer, more honorable time. A few parts dragged but overall it was a good read.
The Real Doctor Will See You Shortly: A Physician’s First Year – this is a memoir by a Harvard-grad physician and I could not stop laughing while reading it. It does have regular language which was a bummer because it didn’t need it, but overall it was such a funny and insightful look behind the walls of the Columbia medical intern world.
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Happy two days before Thanksgiving, friends!