Sleep. Eat. Talk. Relax. Repeat.

So one very cool thing about Shane and his new ride? The need for a road trip. Pronto.


Left M at home and zipped down to St. George. K, so Shane and I really, really love St. George. I love sun, palm trees and pools without having to change time zones. Kinda like our Hampton's weekend spot if we lived in New York. You get the picture. Packed up all my reading goodies, took control of the XM, and we were set.



My biggest fear is that when M is gone and we get on regular work schedules that we won't have anything to say to each other. You hear about all those couples that the bottom falls out once they are actually faced with talking and living with each other. So, these little trips become very important to reconnect and make sure we still have just a bit of a crush on each other. Love our conversations, our fun, our laughs. We ate at our favorite spots (The Pasta Factory), tried a few new ones (Panama Grill), found some real estate we both wished more than anything we could buy, ate Sweet Tooth Fairy cupcakes, sat at the pool for hours, laughed our butts off at Hot Tub Time Machine, took naps, slept in, got so lazy, came up with a business plan for a decent movie theatre in St George, hung out at the local Walgreens for a bit, took a walk around Green Springs and marveled at how quiet it was, tried to convince each other our music was cool (me Radiohead, Shane the entire country music genre), held hands, and drove that new Camaro suuuuuuper fast.

XOXO S.