So an over worrier, a perpetual planner, a tween girl, a toddler in the midst of her terrible two's and a puppy went camping for a week in the backwoods of Wisconsin......
That's it, folks. That's the entire joke.
But seriously, the Mister and I took our entire brood to a little place called La Valle Wisconsin last week to have our very first family vacation before Rhiannon starts 7th grade this year. It was a smashing success, for the most part.
This right here was my absolute favorite part of the week.
I swear this porch was made just for me. I actually made the Mister take this picture so he could recreate it for me someday.
The book I'm reading in that picture? It is called The Dirty Life: A Memoir of Farming, Food and Love. I finished it in 4 days. I loved it and highly suggest you read it. Yes it is about a couple who put their entire life savings, blood sweat and tears into starting their own "whole diet" farm. But it is much much more then that. It is also about her personal struggle with whole heartedly accepting her new life as a married woman.
As someone who has always been a fiercely independent woman, this speaks to so many emotions I am having right now in accepting this strange new role as Wife I have taken recently. I have been secretly wondering if everyone had a feeling of losing a part of themselves after they wed and it was just something that wasn't talked about, or if I was just a horribly selfish person. I am glad to learn at least one other woman felt the same way almost to a T.
I know this rain we are getting is probably ruining some of your Labor Day plans but I am loving the pitter patter on the windows mixed with my old scratchy records! I hope you all are having a safe and happy weekend!