Wednesday gets the worst nickname ever, but happy hump day nonetheless.
By the time Wednesday rolls around the week really starts dragging, and as a result I often begin planning my weekend or reminiscing about the past weekend on Wednesdays.
This weekend was a fantastic escape from reality. It was a "double-date getaway" that featured 1.75 liters of sangria in addition to copious amounts of wine, floating all day on the water, afternoon naps, mud fights, lots and lots and lots of food (some of it better than others), and sleeping in.
All that PLUS pit stops at wineries and breweries on the way home? Two full days of pure bliss.
Gorgeous view // Lake life, photo by @kaseysander
Pure bliss, I tell you!
Yoga & Handstands on the surfboard (talented husband-and-wife duo!)
Beer tasting at Firestone-Walker
Can we do this every weekend?