Escape to NH

It’s not too often that we get an entire weekend without much of an agenda … which made this brief escape even more memorable. Two full days of camping (OK, cabin-ing), farmers markets, brewery tours, a beautiful wedding, campfires, good food, house hunting, aimless wandering, conversation by headlamp, and laughter. Love that Stranded Dog.

Escape to Exeter.
Thank goodness I found some quarters in the cabin. Otherwise nobody would have sat next to me at Tricia's wedding...Except Kris.
It's not too often I get to see all the SJC girls in one place.
Brunch by the river. (I use the term "brunch" loosely ... I really mean cereal straight from the box.)

Thankful.

“I’m thankful for my health, my childhood, and spell check. I’m thankful for our new hot-water tank and how we no longer have to coordinate our dishwashing with our bathing. I’m thankful for the wide range of flavors potato chops come in – mesquite barbecue in particular. For platform shoes. For coincidences. I’m thankful for all the people who ever left, in those dishes by the cashier, a penny I later used. That I don’t know everything that people say behind my back. I’m thankful I was born after the advent of indoor plumbing and after the popularity of corsets. I’m thankful for insect repellent, nonstick pans, and Velcro. I’m thankful that people in real life don’t spontaneously break into song like they do in musicals, and that some weeds look like flowers, and that at the end of a really bad day there is sleep. I’m thankful for maybe.”

Adapted from “Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life” by Amy Krouse Rosenthal