A Good Weekend

When you have littles, “the weekend” takes on a completely different meaning. Back in my single days (or dating days), “the weekend” meant a break from work, the option to sleep in, meeting up with friends, mimosa brunches, paddling on the river, bike rides, snowshoeing, whatever the season offered. It was dreamy. Weekends ruled. Weekends…Read more »

Sanibel

Last month, our family flew cross-country to join my husband’s family for a reunion-of-sorts on Sanibel Island. (We realized afterwards that our trek was very nearly the longest possible travel that could be undertaken within the contiguous United States – we live out west, and all the way north close to Canada, Sanibel is in…Read more »