Spontaneous weekend trips are my kind of jam. Yeah, weekend traffic sucks, but when one of your favorite coastlines on the planet is a 4-hour drive away (or 5 depending on traffic) I figured it
I call this my “we finally have
I call this my “we finally have a place with a/c and my husband cranks it up so high I have to bundle up even though it’s hot and humid out” uniform. Or, if you’re in