A Weekend at the Cabin

Most of the time my writing falls into one of two camps.  Either I write about something right away because I’m still riding a high and can’t wait to get the words out or it takes me a few days to write anything at all because I feel changed by the experience and I need to let it sink in before I can find the words.  The latter is how I feel about our trip to the cabin this past weekend.

There was a clock in the kitchen that was out of batteries and just stood at 5:35 and I felt like it was such a perfect metaphor for the weekend.  It really did feel like time was standing still.  And I mean that in the best way possible.  I know spending two and half days in a quaint cabin in the mountains might not sound that life-changing, but for me, it really is.  The peace, relaxed vibe and views are unparalleled.  It’s a total body and mind reset and I savor every second.

I know this trip will forever stick out in our memory — not just because the weather was perfect, or because Joey got redemption for the Uno slaughtering from last year, or because I allowed myself to get totally sucked into “A Moveable Feast” or because we ate ice cream in a rain storm and leisurely sipped coffee in the sun on the porch — but because we wrote our wedding vows to each other.  It was an amazing experience that does and will mean so much to me for the rest of forever.  For the record, after we wrote them, Joey tried to read them over to me — he got as far as “Lauren…” when I started crying so yeah, I’m going to be a huge mess come September 6th.
















Can you spot the baby bunny?




Joey ate the above pictured PB&H sandwich, followed by a dessert of chili cheese fries and a 3-scoop ice cream cone.  Where is he putting it, people?!









Yes, these are truly the kinds of outfits I wear when I have no one to impress.



Unpictured: the bajillion handfuls of trail mix I ate, all the hummingbirds that zoom around up there, a lovely Saturday afternoon nap and my inability to readjust to real life now that we’re home and back at work.

Stuck in Love

Happy Friday!

Joey and I are sneaking out of work early today and heading up to the cabin for the weekend.  To say I’m excited for some cool mountain air and totally unplugged R&R would be a huge understatement.  Oh, and we might do some vow writing while we’re up there.  If we can fit it in between grilling, reading on the deck and napping 🙂


Last weekend, Joey and I were eating breakfast on our porch and started talking about what we used to spend all our free time doing before it was filled with house renovations and wedding planning.  I think we sat in silence for ten minutes racking (wracking?) our brains.  “Did I golf more?”  “Was I going to yoga?”  “Were we just sitting around?”  “I think we watched a lot of movies!”  So that night, we did just that.


Our “Indie Pick of the Night” was Stuck in Love and we both adored it!  So much so, that afterwards, even though it was early enough to watch a second movie, we decided to just go to bed.  Nothing else was going to live up to what we had just watched.

I can’t decide if it was the storyline between Greg Kinnear and Jennifer Connelly — who plays his ex-wife and whose house he’s constantly stalking because he’s not over her three years later — or the one about their daughter and her fear of relationships or the one about their teenage son.  Or perhaps, the best of all, when all of those characters’ storylines came together.

I’ll also admit that a huge draw for me was the fact that half of the characters were writers 🙂  They were also flawed, real and relatable.  We had some qualms with the way things ended, but overall, we loved every single minute.  I think I said “let’s watch it again!” as soon as it ended.  If you’re looking for a movie that’s funny, touching and heartbreaking all at once, I highly recommend this one!  Oh and the soundtrack is awesome 🙂