It's not beyond us to be the type of gals to go wine tasting in the back of a dusty junk shop.
We see no problem with sitting on the porch of a four diamond resort for the sole purpose of feelin' pretty and creepin' on a presumably $20,000+ wedding.
And we stop and appreciate only the finest tourist attractions that small town PA has to offer.
Yesterday, we went on a little jaunt around Bedford, PA, an adorable little town that happened to be my humble home in the summer of '09 when I worked as an intern at the Bedford Springs Resort. After three months of uneventful small town living, I was in no rush to return. But after taking a two-year hiatus, the small town had regained its charm and we had a great time doing what we do best--eating, bumbling, and shopping.
We returned home to a picnic of turkey burgers, strawberries, and lemonade on the deck as we lounged among the sounds of the neighborhood birds. It really was a great day.
As I gear myself for the changes in life that are soon to come, I am anxious to get on with it already. But with that comes the adjustment to the way of life in a new (and busier!) city, a new life as newlyweds, and a new role as a wife--a whole lot of new things all at once. While I am ready to take the plunge, I keep reminding myself that it's OK to relish these last moments of relaxation and home. Because when I move to a new town, taking walks with my sister after dark and petting stray cats may no longer be acceptable. (Because it totally is now...right?) However, no matter how far Ian and I may go, this town will always be home to us.
The cats are just nicer here. Really.