Four years. Long enough time for a student to graduate from college, long enough for a child to learn to tie their shoe or spell their name, and, sadly, long enough for a couple to marry and consequently call it quits.
Today heralds the fourth year of marriage for Mark and I. Not every day has been bliss, nor has every moment been Hallmark worthy . However, we have made it (happily, I might add) through four years. I am incredibly grateful for this man I have married, for the vows we made and for the sanctity of marriage.
In the short span of our marriage we have moved across state lines three times, changed careers twice and became parents. We decided early on to make our relationship a top priority, and that sentiment and resolve has brought us a long way. When life seems to be wearing us down, we lean on each other. Mark is my safe place. He is my haven in the midst of this crazy chaotic life, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Happy, happy 4th... praying for 40 more :)
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Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Newest Addition
The phone rang, and like any normal Saturday before 8 a.m. in our house, I was debating setting my child in his crib, and going outside. Or, perhaps, catching a boat to Puerto Rico. I decided against the latter, and answered the phone instead.
"Guess WHAT?!" My husbands giddy shrill was so loud, that I yanked the cordless to arms length. Oh CRAP. (in my head, not out loud, in order to keep the toddler from being kicked out of pre- school). I don't even have to ask. I already know what he is about to say. I ask anyways- trying so, so very hard to act a teenie weenie bit happy.
ME: what?
HIM: I shot a 10-point!!!
ME (again, in my head) Wow. Really? Would have never guessed in a million years that this could be the reason why you sound like a teenage girl on crack.
ME (for real this time) Wow. That IS FANTASTIC! I am SOOO SOOO haaaaapppppyyyy!!! I mean, instead of being home between the hours 10 a.m. and 2 p.m. today, you are now going to be gone ALL day, leaving Wyatt and I to our own devices- and we can't even leave the house because its the freaking arctic out there, and on top of that--- I get to look forward to blood and guts in my garage and raw meat on my kitchen counters, but wow, a 10 point?!?! That is so awesome honey.
HIM: Yeah, I know awesome huh?! Oh, and by the way, Jamie and I will be processing it all day tomorrow.
ME: Gee. That's fantastic! I didn't have anything I wanted to do this weekend anyways- other than packing my bags for Puerto Rico, of course.
Fast forward three weeks. My sleep-deprived, anxiety stricken, pre-occupied self cannot for the life of me understand why there are 23 industrial-sized bleach bottles filling up my laundry room. I stopped asking questions a long time ago, but when my testorone laden better half arrived home with a Sally's Beauty bag filled with peroxide cream, curiosity won out.
Before the question could even leave my mouth, Mark was bounding for the garage with enthusiasm that could rival Leslie Sansone. He reappeared with the skeletal remains of something that I thought he had perhaps dug up in the Arizona desert. Only Mark has never been to Arizona. Then it hit me-- I could tell from the sheer excitement spreading across his face, that he actually thought the creepy skull thing was cool. And, then suddenly, a worse thought crossed my mind. Oh, NO. He wants to hang this ON MY WALL. IN MY HOUSE. Oh please no... but, ask he did... and in a moment of sheer insanity, mixed with guilt over the fact that every single organism that my husband had ever killed, stuffed, preserved or mounted had been banished ages ago to the attic (well, except for the Turkey- which was in our garage... until our Cocker Spaniel devoured it- but alas, I digress), anyways- in that moment of pure insanity, I consented to letting him have one tiny corner of the least trafficked room in our house. And, have since grown to regret it (after walking into our guest room and almost peeing my pants).
Welcome dear friends. I do hope that this empty skull staring at you while you sleep does not give you nightmares :). I am thinking that not even my parents will come and visit anymore- perhaps this was his plan all along... ;)
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Relationship Rescue: Making Love Last
The weekend started off with a bang as we celebrated Hayden and Brady's 4th birthday at the bowling alley. This was Wyatt's first time to bowl- and he loved it, but loved the arcade games even more as he took off for the "light-up" room on several occasions. I am so happy that Wyatt has such wonderful friends to grow up with! Each and every time we go to a birthday party I feel incredibly grateful that we get to celebrate these special moments with such special children.
Last night, Mark and I attended a Valentine's Dinner at the church with several other of our couple friends. All of us in attendance had small children, and the thought of free childcare and exceptional Italian food was such a draw that they filled just about every seat in our fellowship hall :).
We had a great time catching up with friends and spending time together. This event was the big kickoff to the new sermon series on marriage that began today.
I am always thrilled when we can attend anything on this subject. Marriage, any marriage takes a lot of work. There are days when I love Mark so much I can barely stand it, and there are days that I can barely stand being in the same room with him because he is driving me nuts. The past 3 1/2 years have brought a lot of change in us both, and there have be
en a lot of happy times, but also a lot of hard times as we both adjust to these changes. The one constant is that Jesus is the center of our life. The more we look to Him, the more we grow closer. I am in complete awe of the man my husband has become - he is enthralled with God and everyone who knows him can see it. I am so very, very humbled by this man who trusts the Lord with everything-- including our family.
Mark is my special gift from God.
How blessed I am not to be wading around this world with no one to share my life with. I can't even imagine what life would be like without him. As I sat in the pew today, I was struck with how very, very important it is to pray for your spouse. I never had even thought of this before. I mean I pray for Mark's protection, I pray that God keep him safe- but how often do I pray to thank God for this gift of marriage? I am embarrassed to admit the answer.
Today Mark and I made the commitment to pray for each other each and every day. I pray God's blessings on him, I pray that God help me to be the best wife I can be to him. I pray that God work in our marriage, and that when I am 85, I can look back on my life and know that I spent it with my beloved. I hope you and your Valentine have a wonderful week!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
On Marriage...
... I so wanted this post to be all about Wyatt's party. But, you see- I really need the pictures to be able to adequetly talk about how much fun we had, how proud I was of those Elmo cupcakes we slaved over and stressed about, (which turned out oh so cute by the way) and the adorable way he sang 'Happy Birthday' to himself.
But the pictures are still on my Dad's camera card, in Atlanta. I forgot to download in all the birthday madness, and my repaired camera arrived one day too late. Sigh. Just for scrapbooking purposes, I will add them to the blog at some point, but much to the demise of my OCD self, it won't be today- and this blog will just have to be out of order. Oh the horror!
On to what has really been weighing on me lately. As you, my faithful readers know, I will put anything on this blog- well okay, not anything, but close to it. I love spilling my thoughts, as heavy, random or disconnected as they might be. Lately I have been overwhelmed and lost in these thoughts, and trying to make sense of them myself. This summer has been chaotic, busy and as carefree as we could make it. We have burned up the interstate and made good use of our vacation days. We have visited friends and family, couples with children and without, single friends, newlyweds and those who have been married for a lifetime. We have taken time for ourselves- both on canoe trips with the boys or beach trips with the girls.
We celebrated out third anniversary, made plans for our future while hashing out childcare and diving up household responsibilities. This third year brings a new sense of the permanence of marriage. the first two years I often thought to myself "What is so hard about this? There is no work involved in marriage- we love each other- this is a piece of cake!"
I am not sure if any of you shared those same sentiments, but slowly I began to realize that marriage truly does take work. It is not something you can sail through, or that is supposed to be held is some stark comparison to others, as if you are fighting for a spot on a reality show. The thrill of the chase, the butterflies on a first, second, third or tenth date are replaced with a sense of comfortability. We are okay with silences, I don't get embarrassed by anything in front of Mark, and he knows me better than I know myself on most days. Not to say that the weight of responsibility of parenthood, of home ownership, of finances and budgets and work and scheduling, of whatever- doesn't bear down on us- because it does. But, we are making it- and most days, we are thriving. Most days the hills are higher than the valleys are low. And that, I count as a success. My husband is my safe place. And this work? It's all worth it :)
But the pictures are still on my Dad's camera card, in Atlanta. I forgot to download in all the birthday madness, and my repaired camera arrived one day too late. Sigh. Just for scrapbooking purposes, I will add them to the blog at some point, but much to the demise of my OCD self, it won't be today- and this blog will just have to be out of order. Oh the horror!
On to what has really been weighing on me lately. As you, my faithful readers know, I will put anything on this blog- well okay, not anything, but close to it. I love spilling my thoughts, as heavy, random or disconnected as they might be. Lately I have been overwhelmed and lost in these thoughts, and trying to make sense of them myself. This summer has been chaotic, busy and as carefree as we could make it. We have burned up the interstate and made good use of our vacation days. We have visited friends and family, couples with children and without, single friends, newlyweds and those who have been married for a lifetime. We have taken time for ourselves- both on canoe trips with the boys or beach trips with the girls.
We celebrated out third anniversary, made plans for our future while hashing out childcare and diving up household responsibilities. This third year brings a new sense of the permanence of marriage. the first two years I often thought to myself "What is so hard about this? There is no work involved in marriage- we love each other- this is a piece of cake!"
I am not sure if any of you shared those same sentiments, but slowly I began to realize that marriage truly does take work. It is not something you can sail through, or that is supposed to be held is some stark comparison to others, as if you are fighting for a spot on a reality show. The thrill of the chase, the butterflies on a first, second, third or tenth date are replaced with a sense of comfortability. We are okay with silences, I don't get embarrassed by anything in front of Mark, and he knows me better than I know myself on most days. Not to say that the weight of responsibility of parenthood, of home ownership, of finances and budgets and work and scheduling, of whatever- doesn't bear down on us- because it does. But, we are making it- and most days, we are thriving. Most days the hills are higher than the valleys are low. And that, I count as a success. My husband is my safe place. And this work? It's all worth it :)
Friday, May 28, 2010
Fun Times Ahead...
I know everyone is looking forward to a three day weekend- it seems like the stretch from January to May with no holidays is a long one. We will be spending some family time at the lake with some of our close friends, and then enjoying great food, family and friends on Monday. Hopefully, little guy will cooperate- this will be his first trip to the lake- wish us luck!
In these crazy past few weeks I haven't had a lot of extra time for anything- I will say that Mark and I celebrated our 3rd Anniversary last week, and it was wonderful. I am incredibly grateful for my husband, who spoiled me with a fabulous meal out and a gift certificate to the spa. Next year, I think I am going to request a maid- haha. The house looks like a war zone, and with tons of entertaining going on this week- I better get on it!
Remember those who lost their lives so that we could enjoy this relaxing time with our loved ones. It's so easy to forget the sacrifices that they made. I know we will be flying our flag with pride :).
Have a wonderful and safe holiday! Thank goodness, things seem to be calming down in our house now that summer is here. Famous last words!
In these crazy past few weeks I haven't had a lot of extra time for anything- I will say that Mark and I celebrated our 3rd Anniversary last week, and it was wonderful. I am incredibly grateful for my husband, who spoiled me with a fabulous meal out and a gift certificate to the spa. Next year, I think I am going to request a maid- haha. The house looks like a war zone, and with tons of entertaining going on this week- I better get on it!
Remember those who lost their lives so that we could enjoy this relaxing time with our loved ones. It's so easy to forget the sacrifices that they made. I know we will be flying our flag with pride :).
Have a wonderful and safe holiday! Thank goodness, things seem to be calming down in our house now that summer is here. Famous last words!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Won't you be my Valentine?
This little heart throb makes me melt :) We had a good weekend- Friday was a snow day, and we had a blast introducing Wyatt to the winter wonderland in our backyard- pictures to come... I am still waiting on Mark to send them to me. Mark ended up having a guys night in on Friday- three of his friends came to experience his new pride and joy- the fire pit of course. Oh yes, they stood next to the burning blaze in ankle deep in slushy, muddy, wet snow to swap tall tales until the wee hours of the morning. I on the other hand, called it an early night and went to bed.
On Saturday, Wyatt and I joined my SIL and MIL for a scavenger hunt through the local kids consignment store to peruse for new toys for a certain boy's 19-month birthday :). I scored a super sweet Little Tykes tool bench with all the tools you can imagine- and it came with a super sweet price tag as well- can't beat that! After lysoling it down, I put it through the Wyatt test- and he absolutely loves it... the best part is, it fits perfectly in his room and I don't have to clutter up the living room with any more primary-colored plastic.
After lunch with Steph and Grandma, I packed Wyatt up for a night in Clanton so that Mark and I could have our Valentine's date night. We had planned on going to dinner and a movie because we had two movie passes to cash in- however, when we got ready to leave... they were no where to be found. We searched and sifted and scrounged... and we never found them. At this point we were running dangerously close to missing our reservations, so we gave up and decided to call it an early night after we ate. By the way, my husband was really sweet and surprised me with a sweet card and chocolates... even though we agreed on no gifts.
We tried a new restaurant... and it was AMAZING. Completely authentic Italian, candlelight, white tablecloths... tons of ambiance, and great wine. The entire restaurant only has eight tables, so you have to have reservations, but it is totally worth the wait to get in. You would think that this type of place would be off the charts expensive, but it really wasn't and you get a TON of food. We will definitely be back!
On Sunday, my sweet friend Erin took some more amazing pictures of Wyatt. She is so talented, and I am super grateful that we have found a lifetime photographer. I also can't believe how much my little boy has changed since our 15 month photo shoot. Check out a few of his pictures here. Doesn't he look like a little man now?
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I have to draw the line somewhere...
It is no secret that my husband is a passionate outdoorsman. And by passionate, I mean obsessed, consumed, fanatical, fixated... you get the idea. His career revolves around this preoccupation- and because this caveman mentality seems to pay the mortgage every month, I have long since stopped asking when my garage will be restored to its original purpose, or why my kitchen doubles as a processing plant, or what in the heck is in the garbage bag in my fridge.
I have even tried to minimize the excessive sighs that escape me when I open the back door and find him skinning his latest trophy- whether it be last Saturday's coyote or yesterday's rattlesnake. I have gotten really good at ignoring him when he begs to hang up the 10-point he killed four years ago in my living room or tries to talk me into a fur comforter for our bed.
Oh, but last night sent me over the edge. I think it would have sent any easy-going, laid back wife over the edge- it wasn't so much the sight of my husband rolling out a bobcat skin on the wooden plank he had fashioned into a tanning prop, or the rem nets of the animal covering the ground. I am now desensitized to the post mortem wildlife that frequents our home. Nope, it was what was in his hand that turned me into a raging maniac. He was brushing the fur of the dead bobcat with a hairbrush- and not just any hairbrush- my hairbrush. The brush I use every day to detangle the mane that sits atop my head- and he wasn't even going to tell me!!!!!!!!!!
He snuck out the back door with my brush tucked into his shirt- knowing full well he was going to use it on a dead animal, and thought he would simply slip it back into the bathroom drawer without me ever finding out. ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME????
Needless to say, the brush is now in the trash, and Mark spent the latter half of the ten o'clock hour in Wal-Mart- buying a new hairbrush. I am telling you, there is never a dull moment in our house. I thought about posting a picture of his prize, but I think I will spare you :)
I have even tried to minimize the excessive sighs that escape me when I open the back door and find him skinning his latest trophy- whether it be last Saturday's coyote or yesterday's rattlesnake. I have gotten really good at ignoring him when he begs to hang up the 10-point he killed four years ago in my living room or tries to talk me into a fur comforter for our bed.
Oh, but last night sent me over the edge. I think it would have sent any easy-going, laid back wife over the edge- it wasn't so much the sight of my husband rolling out a bobcat skin on the wooden plank he had fashioned into a tanning prop, or the rem nets of the animal covering the ground. I am now desensitized to the post mortem wildlife that frequents our home. Nope, it was what was in his hand that turned me into a raging maniac. He was brushing the fur of the dead bobcat with a hairbrush- and not just any hairbrush- my hairbrush. The brush I use every day to detangle the mane that sits atop my head- and he wasn't even going to tell me!!!!!!!!!!
He snuck out the back door with my brush tucked into his shirt- knowing full well he was going to use it on a dead animal, and thought he would simply slip it back into the bathroom drawer without me ever finding out. ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME????
Needless to say, the brush is now in the trash, and Mark spent the latter half of the ten o'clock hour in Wal-Mart- buying a new hairbrush. I am telling you, there is never a dull moment in our house. I thought about posting a picture of his prize, but I think I will spare you :)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
San Diego -Part Two
The view at sunset from our hotel room
A cool building in Little Italy
The Hotel Del Coronado
Balboa Park Cathedral
Street Village in Old Towne
Sea Lions
Harbor Cruise
The Coronado Bridge at sunset
Another Catholic Church in Old Towne- I couldn't get enough of the architecture.
Dinner at Sally's Seafood
Cheers to Old Towne- Mark's favorite place in San Diego :)
Anthony's Fish Grotto- The World's BEST Clam Chowder
The Gas Lamp District - a very cool, trendy area full of restaurants and shops. So much fun at night!
The upper deck of the bus at The San Diego Zoo - the best part for Mark- the reptile house... YUCK!
Sky Lift at the Zoo
The San Diego skyline
Trolley tour
Happy Birthday to me! This Raspberry Chocolate Mousse Cake my sweet husband ordered for me was heaven on a plate :)
Birthday dinner at Candela's On The Bay. You can't tell from the picture but the view was spectacular.
My pan-seared Lemon Curry shrimp with Risotto- again, HEAVEN!!
The view from the balcony of our hotel room during the day
Birthday Margarita! YUM!
On Saturday, we woke up early and headed to breakfast and then on to the Zoo. I was amazed by the size and the vast array of animals- the Birmingham Zoo has lost several animals and exhibits over the past few years, so I was incredibly excited to actually get to see elephants, tigers and giraffes up close. The area we needed to cover in three hours was massive, so we opted to take a bus tour to see most of it. Mark and I got to sit on the top of the bus, and honestly, I almost thought that we were on an African safari. Very, very cool.
Another amazing adventure was the steamboat harbor tour we took around the bay at sunset. It was beautiful and very peaceful. I loved the Sea Lions. We also enjoyed Old Towne which is the oldest part of San Diego and resembles a Mexican village with Adobe architecture, a streetside farmers market and traditional Hispanic cuisine (delicious!)
Another amazing adventure was the steamboat harbor tour we took around the bay at sunset. It was beautiful and very peaceful. I loved the Sea Lions. We also enjoyed Old Towne which is the oldest part of San Diego and resembles a Mexican village with Adobe architecture, a streetside farmers market and traditional Hispanic cuisine (delicious!)
Coronado and Pacific Beach were fun explorations as well. The pictures speak for themselves, but the best part about the week was spending some quality time with Mark. Marriage is a life-long work-in-progress, and I have learned the importance of investing in each other. After a child it is very difficult to put your marriage first and to make time for each other but it is imperative to a healthy home. I was ready to come home and see my sweet baby- in fact, I couldn't stand to be away from him one minute longer, but I feel Mark and I are better parents when we can take a breather once in a while :)
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
San Diego Part One
We are home! No time to download the hundreds of pictures we took with the piles of laundry and mountains of mail to go through... BUT I had to at least post about the first 24 hours. What an incredible trip... stay tuned for more...love you all!
On Friday, I spent the majority of the day in a bit of a haze. Maybe because I was surviving on only a few precious hours of sleep or perhaps the exhaustion of a five hour flight and a two hour time difference had set in. The minute we landed in San Diego, however, my adrenaline kicked in and I quickly regained my energy. I felt like the proverbial kid in a candy store. Only this candy store was huge... complete with sky scrapers, giant Naval vessels, a swanky downtown, the pacific ocean and tons of native Californians to feed my people-watching addiction. Nope, there was no way I was going to catch up on any rest when it was 75 degrees outside with no cloud in sight, much to my husband's dismay.
We set out towards the Gas Lamp District only a few blocks from our hotel. I knew I needed to save my appetite for my birthday dinner later that evening, but the small bag of pretzels I was given on the plane had long since abated my hunger, and I was starving. After surveying the area, we settled on an energetic Mexican Cafe complete with fake palm trees, a patio in the sun and a $5 Margarita.
After inhaling chicken tacos and a giant margarita, the sun dropped out of sight and took the warm temperature with it. Since I was freezing, and in my rush to get out the door I forgot a jacket, we headed back to the hotel to get ready for dinner.
To celebrate my 27th birthday, Mark had made reservations at Candelas on Coronado, a breath-takingly beautiful restaurant complete with french-inspired decor and a killer view of the San Diego skyine. After an appetizer of pan-seared scallops, I enjoyed lemon curry shrimp... and the best part was the chocolate mousse topped with a raspberry sauce and a candle. It was the first dinner in a long time that Mark and I were able to enjoy uninterrupted conversation without having to refill sippy cups or pick up goldfish off the floor. :) It was romantic and beautiful, but somehow different from the days before we had Wyatt. The conversation always slipped back to "I wonder what he is doing now, " or "Isn't that the cutest when he does that?"
Of course we already missed our little monkey like crazy, and the week was just beginning.
On Friday, I spent the majority of the day in a bit of a haze. Maybe because I was surviving on only a few precious hours of sleep or perhaps the exhaustion of a five hour flight and a two hour time difference had set in. The minute we landed in San Diego, however, my adrenaline kicked in and I quickly regained my energy. I felt like the proverbial kid in a candy store. Only this candy store was huge... complete with sky scrapers, giant Naval vessels, a swanky downtown, the pacific ocean and tons of native Californians to feed my people-watching addiction. Nope, there was no way I was going to catch up on any rest when it was 75 degrees outside with no cloud in sight, much to my husband's dismay.
We set out towards the Gas Lamp District only a few blocks from our hotel. I knew I needed to save my appetite for my birthday dinner later that evening, but the small bag of pretzels I was given on the plane had long since abated my hunger, and I was starving. After surveying the area, we settled on an energetic Mexican Cafe complete with fake palm trees, a patio in the sun and a $5 Margarita.
After inhaling chicken tacos and a giant margarita, the sun dropped out of sight and took the warm temperature with it. Since I was freezing, and in my rush to get out the door I forgot a jacket, we headed back to the hotel to get ready for dinner.
To celebrate my 27th birthday, Mark had made reservations at Candelas on Coronado, a breath-takingly beautiful restaurant complete with french-inspired decor and a killer view of the San Diego skyine. After an appetizer of pan-seared scallops, I enjoyed lemon curry shrimp... and the best part was the chocolate mousse topped with a raspberry sauce and a candle. It was the first dinner in a long time that Mark and I were able to enjoy uninterrupted conversation without having to refill sippy cups or pick up goldfish off the floor. :) It was romantic and beautiful, but somehow different from the days before we had Wyatt. The conversation always slipped back to "I wonder what he is doing now, " or "Isn't that the cutest when he does that?"
Of course we already missed our little monkey like crazy, and the week was just beginning.
Friday, September 11, 2009
The Second Honeymoon
Mark, our resident travel guide, has been plowing away at our bigs plans for San Diego. To say that I am looking forward to this trip would be a massive understatement. I have tried not to let my excitement run away with me, as I feel it would be a distraction from every day life. For the next couple of months, I still have laundry to fold, lunches to pack and projects to complete... but when my dear sweet husband e-mailed me all of the details of our trip- it about sent me over the edge. I have found myself staring off into space several times this morning, dreaming of this trip- especially the evening that my husband has planned for us on my 27th Birthday.
Of course, 2.5 days of this 6-day trip I will be in a conference, but let's not get bogged down with those boring details. While I am developing my professional career, Mark will be in the middle of ocean on a huge boat fishing for Marlin, Tuna, Shark and whatever else fisherman in San Diego fish for.
During the rest of the trip we will be exploring Coronado Island, The San Diego Zoo, Sea World, Balboa and several Museums. Mark has also arranged for us to take a 2-hour sunset cruise off of the Harbor and to enjoy an incredible dinner each night during our stay. The restaurants we have chosen include: Anthony's Fish Grotto, Candela's, Blue Point, Cowboy Star, Sally's Seafood on the Water and Sea Rocket Bistro. Each of these restaurants have won several awards for their cusine and are rated some of the top picks in San Diego- props to my hubby for all of the research!
We arrive on my birthday, and Mark has arranged for us to take a trolley to Coronado Island for the evening. We will enjoy an incredible dinner at Candela's and then he has made some special surprise plans for after dinner. And, here I was thinking my husband wasn't romantic!
We really need this ya'll- I can't even remember the last time we had a date night. Usually we are too tired or too busy or too broke to spring for a night out... but we have been saving and planning for this week, and I may not sleep for the next two months because I am so excited!
Of course, 2.5 days of this 6-day trip I will be in a conference, but let's not get bogged down with those boring details. While I am developing my professional career, Mark will be in the middle of ocean on a huge boat fishing for Marlin, Tuna, Shark and whatever else fisherman in San Diego fish for.
During the rest of the trip we will be exploring Coronado Island, The San Diego Zoo, Sea World, Balboa and several Museums. Mark has also arranged for us to take a 2-hour sunset cruise off of the Harbor and to enjoy an incredible dinner each night during our stay. The restaurants we have chosen include: Anthony's Fish Grotto, Candela's, Blue Point, Cowboy Star, Sally's Seafood on the Water and Sea Rocket Bistro. Each of these restaurants have won several awards for their cusine and are rated some of the top picks in San Diego- props to my hubby for all of the research!
We arrive on my birthday, and Mark has arranged for us to take a trolley to Coronado Island for the evening. We will enjoy an incredible dinner at Candela's and then he has made some special surprise plans for after dinner. And, here I was thinking my husband wasn't romantic!
We really need this ya'll- I can't even remember the last time we had a date night. Usually we are too tired or too busy or too broke to spring for a night out... but we have been saving and planning for this week, and I may not sleep for the next two months because I am so excited!
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