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It’s that time of year. Resolutions and planning. If you are into that sort of thing. (I am into that sort of thing.) If you don’t think January is an arbitrary start time. If you find planning and goal setting helpful.
I initially thought that this would not be a big goal year for me. We’re having a baby any day now. My main goal is enjoying the baby and figuring out how three kids works. Seeing if we can move from surviving to thriving in this new scenario.
BUT, after some discussion with a fellow resolution loving friend, I started to think that this could be EXACTLY the time to have some clear goals. Things are going to get a little crazy. If there is anything I can be doing to clarify mission, that is probably good.
I put together some priorities for the year and noticed a theme. Are you ready for the word? It’s . . .
2018 was a big year. A good year. Before moving on to 2019, I wanted to reflect on a few highlights.
Hi friends. I know it’s been quiet around here lately. I’d like to say that will get better, but with the kids out of school in a few days, all bets are off.
This is what we’ve been up to lately.
It’s 10:00 pm. Instead of being tucked up on my swanky ship for another night of cruising around Ha Long Bay, I’m sitting in a van by the side of the highway to Hanoi. We’ve been pulled over at a police stop. Our driver is now nowhere to be seen.
We love to travel. We really do. Have we had bumps in the road? Absolutely. It’s a part of the game. This is what we do when things don’t go according to plan.
I think it’s been OVER A YEAR since my last ICYMI. I’m hoping to get back into these more regularly. Shall we . . .
So we went to Penang Island in Malaysia last week. It was incredible. Definitely recommend.
As we prepped for the trip, I realized we have gotten into a packing formula of sorts. Not only that, but we’ve honed our division of labor on who packs what.
So here is our formula. This is how two adults pack themselves and two kids into two duffels and two carry-on book bags.
So James and I have a travel planning system. (And I don’t just mean the system where he wishes I would do more travel planning. I’m working on it!)
Usually, I’m the big picture person. I think about what general location would be good and when we should go. Then James drills down into the details like flight, hotel, restaurants, and what to see, etc.
If it sounds like James does more, that’s probably accurate. In my defense, I do a lot more planning on our local adventures. Although not in my defense, I just tell James “I want to go to X” and then he stares at maps and figures out how to get there. So I guess it’s exactly the same. #sorrynotsorry
This is why I was so proud of myself when I planned an upcoming trip. The whole thing! But it didn’t quite work out that way . . .
Hi friends. I haven’t done this in awhile so I just wanted to catch up on everything that has been happening. Brain dump commencing.
The Christmas season has been interesting so far. There are plenty of holiday decorations around. If you go to a mall, there is some sort of massive display and almost every store has a tree or wreaths or something.
We miss Rome. No bones about it.
What a strange phrase that really is. I mean, I know what it means, but why on earth, right? I just looked it up:
To make no bones about something means to say something in a way that leaves no doubt, or to have no objection to it.
The expression comes from fifteenth century England…if someone wanted to show that they were dissatisfied with something, they would find bones in it – a reference to finding bones in soup, which was not a pleasant discovery!
Therefore, finding bones was bad, and no bones was good. If you found no bones, you were able to enjoy the meal with no objections!
And now we know.
Anywho. We miss Rome. And it’s not just our friends there who we do miss very much. That little slice of Italy got under our skin, and we’ll never be quite the same.
The other day at dinner we brainstormed on what we would do with just one more day in Rome.
You might be surprised. It’s not glamorous. But it is real, and it’s what we really loved. Continue reading