It’s been a few weeks since we vacationed in Vieques. It seems like months, though. I previously said I would show our hotel room because it was really great, so here are the pics!
It’s been a few weeks since we vacationed in Vieques. It seems like months, though. I previously said I would show our hotel room because it was really great, so here are the pics!
From Seattle, Vieques is a journey. Since we had a 12 hour commute, we took the red eye so we could sleep on the way to our destination and not lose a day of sun and fun in paradise. I am a great airplane sleeper, but this time I hardly slept a wink!
My adventuresome husband likes to travel. This is where he took me this week. We’re in Vieques, a beautiful Puerto Rican Island. It’s the perfect time of year, not too hot and not too populated. Relaxing, private and beautiful.
At the end of last summer, my sister Sarah and I went to a shabby chic style flea market at the fairgrounds in Puyallup, Washington. The volcano evacuation signs along my drive there were enough to give me pause, but I’m glad I didn’t let them deter me because we had a great time looking …
I wrote in my Paris We Love You post that one of the things I love about France is its dedication to excellence. These photos were taken in the quaint little town of Giverny, made famous by French impressionist painter Claude Monet. What I find to be excellent about French landscape is the lack of pretension and …
The other day, my husband and I were in the middle of a big, exhausting project. We were so hungry we were (he was😏) getting feisty. I had to think fast to save the day.
Ten years ago, I took a trip to South Carolina, Georgia and Florida with my parents. We dined in historic restaurants, shopped flea markets, toured the Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil house, went antiquing and drove through beautiful old neighborhoods where gracious wrap around porch ceilings were painted sky blue. The …
With wedding season arriving, I thought this would be a good time to share some inspiration photos from my nephew and his wife’s wedding last summer.
The summer after third grade, my parents took our Brady Bunch-esque family on what seemed like a month long vacation (the Chevy Chase movie isn’t so far off). My parents, two stepbrothers, sister and I loaded into our shiny red Pontiac Station Wagon with luggage tied on top and a big Coleman cooler in …