...like finish lines.
I love finish lines, and crossing them while holding hands with someone is even more awesome.
Unlike my last holding-hands-across-the-finish-line adventure, Ellen made it clear to me that she was married. |
Muddy miles. #moreHokalove |
9 around the lake. |
Omelet with spinach, sweet potato hash and avo. #itstartswithfood |
You know what else never gets old? Snail mail and phone calls. In this day and age, it's easier to text. But perhaps I'm old-fashioned, in that sense- I love going to my mailbox and receiving a handwritten letter, or hearing an excited voice on the other end of the phone. I was lucky enough to receive both this week...
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