H and I just got back from our amazing summer vacation to the Azores (although I’m sure it seems like we’re still there based on pictures I’m still posting to Instagram!). We stayed on São Miguel Island, the largest of the nine islands that make up the Azores, and after we spent our first weekend relaxing at the Hotel Azor in the lovely port town of Ponta Delgada, we would hop in the car each day and drive on mountain roads, lined with the Azores’ signature blue hydrangeas, to spots around the island where we could hike along waterfalls, explore volcanic crater lakes, and swim in hot springs.
This weekend in March, I had four good friends from college in town at once, so we planned a museum day in DC. As you may remember from my trips to the National Zoo, the Hirshhorn Sculpture Garden, and the National Building Museum, having friends in town pushes me to actually visit DC museums. My [...]
This mid-March weekend was the ultimate spring getaway for H and me in Lynchburg—it was just warm enough to venture outside after the long winter cooped up indoors. My niece’s second birthday was on Saturday, so we planned a weekend in Lynchburg around the birthday get-together. We love exploring downtown Lynchburg (or at least I do, and H tolerates it) and seeing local historic sites, so we had a lot planned.
Maybe it was the remarkably cold, dreary January this year, or all the fabulous dates I was watching on the Bachelor, but for whatever reason I started looking forward to H and I’s Valentine’s Day date AT LEAST a month before Valentine’s Day. We geared up for it with a Valentine’s Day tea the weekend before at Cherry Hill Farmhouse in Falls Church, which was campy but fun (think ladies in hoop skirts saying “Well, back in the olden days” and lots of fudge). We planned our big, romantic Valentine’s Day date for February 14, a Thursday.
H and I were looking for tennis lessons in the Falls Church City parks and rec catalog when H stumbled across a Valentine’s Day tea the city was hosting at a historic farmhouse the weekend before Valentine’s Day. I know, you’re thinking I’m that girl who dragged her poor unsuspecting boyfriend to some girly tea, but truly, H was the one who suggested it. We planned to make the tea part of our Valentine’s Day celebration and got tickets in early January (that’s right, I don’t mess around when I have an opportunity to dress up and eat tiny sandwiches in a historic house).
H and I talked about going to a Panthers game in Charlotte, since last year we went to an away game in Foxborough, but we had trouble planning a weekend trip since the games were all on Thursday nights, Sundays, or Monday nights. I saw that they were playing the Falcons on the Sunday before Christmas, and we decided to drive to Charlotte for the game as part of our convoluted weekend-before-Christmas plan.