This afternoon as I was skipping across a street in Surrey something popped off my bag and bounced to the ground with a metallic *tick*. No cars were coming so I turned about and noticed it was my Surrey button that had unhooked itself and leapt from its perch next to the others. As much as I wish I could compose and entire post about my day in my hometown and kick it off with the cute little story of the button that also felt quite at home, that’s about all there is to that tale.

Tomorrow we hit the road, leaving Vancouver and the Lower Mainland behind, and I simply can’t wait. The last few weeks have brought on stresses of mammoth proportions that I haven’t felt since we were a single income family dealing with money woes, immigration, lawyers, and the Canadian government. Those times have passed but one thing that hasn’t changed is the fact that John and I rarely take vacations, have never been away more than 5 days from work as a married couple (… ever), and still have not had a honeymoon.

Sure, these weekend getaways are lovely substitutes, as are our informal Sunday walks in the park, but sometimes we just really enjoy getting a little further away from home.

Honestly, I didn’t even check if there was internet where we are going, although I’m sure if it’s not available at our place of lodging, it won’t be far away. I’m solely looking forward to some time with my husband, and anything and everything else that takes place is purely a bonus.