Jay and I were so fortunate to be able to spend a week in Maui celebrating two of our nearest and dearest. Ryan stood beside us five and a half years ago on our wedding day. So naturally I was a ball of mush, tears and sniffles watching Jay stand beside him as he married a girl we have both grown to know and love deeply. The first time I met Michelle was at 2 a.m. in a McDonald’s parking lot (classy I know), and since then we have to enjoyed doing life with her and Ryan. They have such an exceptional future ahead of them, and the world better get ready for their seriously fit offspring (or at least mine and Jay’s future pale, scrawny babies better) Beyond the amazing couple, we also loved being able to get some uninterrupted, low-key quality time with some of our oldest friends. We celebrated new marriages, and pending upcoming adventures. We grew acquaintanceship into full fledged, they are going to get so sick of us friendships (because we totally developed a couple crush on two amazing people who can eat as much as we do. That’s our demarcation of true friend-love right there). Friends, sunshine and beaches. I seriously cannot think of a better wedding week or winter vacation. Here are some of our ultimate highlights: Continue reading “Get Out of Town: Maui”
So we took along our fancy camera with all the intentions in the world of capturing our trip home with it. However, we got too caught up savoring the people and events of being home that the only remnants of our visit are pixelated iPhone snapped photos. I would be more bummed if it wasn’t a testament to just how wonderfully full and heart filling our time at home was.
We were honored to celebrate the most exceptional bride and groom. The wedding wound up being perfectly wonderful evening of catching up with old friends, and on top of that making some pretty spectacular new ones (Y’all come visit now!). As for the bride and groom, these two are a truly remarkable couple. They have been together since early high school and are seriously going to kill it as husband and wife. We love them. So much so that after the wedding night I lost my voice for the remainder of our trip because I talked, laughed and cheered way, way too much.
Anyone who knows me knows I LOVE birthdays. Mine especially. Growing up, I was always allowed to invite as many guests as I was years old. Dwindling down my plethora of valued friends to the small number of cherished guests was the hardest task I was tasked with the entire year. So this year I have milked my birthday for all it is worth. All I can say is hooray for adulthood and setting your own rules.
I started it off by celebrating my actual birthday with these lovely ladies in Las Vegas. We lounged by the pool and took over the town. It was memorable to say the very least. Very, very memorable.
Upon my return I commandeered most of the weekend as my official birthday. Which started by my taking over our beach hang out and designating it as officially my day of birth celebration (thanks guys for being so understanding). If you are in the area, the train ride to Rockaway Beach is so worth the commute. Discovering that as a New Yorker I still have easy access to the ocean and white sand beaches really does a lot for my little west coast heart. The people I went with also have the same effect on my heart as ocean air. I am very, very lucky to have them in my life for more reasons than I can list on a simple blog.