"Ohhhh no," Bryce said to me as we were mid-flight. "What?" I looked over at him and baby. I see him sniff through his N95 and even behind a mask, I could tell he was making a face -- an unpleasant face. She definitely had a poopy diaper. And, of course it was during the… Continue reading Baby’s first flight
This is a story about how pilots are human, too. They also need to use the restroom during flights just like the rest of us. But, my story starts when I was experiencing what felt like the worst flight turbulence in my recent memory. I was on a flight back home to Seattle from El… Continue reading Pilots need to use the restroom, too
I was nervous sliding down that first sand dune. While I won't knock something until I try it, I tend to be a scaredy-cat when I think I could get hurt. Example: It took me until I was 22 years old to ride a roller coaster at Disneyland. Turns out I love them. (I even… Continue reading Hiking, sledding and just in awe at White Sands
I'm no stranger to long road trips. Or, lots of driving done in a short amount of time -- as was the case last weekend. Bryce and I had planned a few months ago to do a Southwest road trip. We would hit up White Sands National Monument Park, Roswell and Carlsbad Caverns National Park.… Continue reading 72 hours in the Southwest — lots of driving and very worth it
It was a typical night in our household. We were scanning Google flights seeing where the cheapest flights to anywhere were in the coming months. This is what normal couples do on a Wednesday night, right? We were trying to decide where we wanted to go for the three-day weekend in November. One idea was… Continue reading Deciding to stay home — and being extremely happy about it!
Grey skies, but moments of sun breaks. No rain. Spotting a pod of small dolphins! Next to the beach. Walking a loop trail that eventually returned us to our campsite. Tall evergreen trees. "Is that an island? Or is that a boat?" "What?" "Over there." *Unsure ... but eventually we agree that it's a very… Continue reading Snapshots of Camano camping
I'm a runner who is trying to remember what it's like to be an uninjured runner again. For me, that meant signing up for a race, setting a race goal, training for the race — and then running the race. I chose the Seawheeze Half-Marathon in Vancouver, Canada. I was more worried about getting to… Continue reading The trip where everything just worked out
"I just saw a fin over there!" she exclaimed to the rest of us as she pointed out into the water. The rest of us responded with "Where?" or "What?" as we looked on in the direction she pointed towards. We were looking out into Puget Sound so who knows what it could have been.… Continue reading Magical Vashon getaway
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