We celebrated the end of our 11th year of marriage this weekend.

Thanks to our saintly friends, the girls enjoyed a spoiling sleepover while Matt and I checked in to a local $15 dive of a hotel down this abandoned road:

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Ok, ok it wasn’t a dive (though it has a dive center) but it was indeed $15 for the night for a 3 bedroom house with this view:

I know, I know… we suffered. 😉

And with that amazing view came the excitement of whale watching as groups and groups of whales traveled by, putting on quite the show of jumping and splashing for hours on end.

When the moonlight fell, Matt and I enjoyed watching what looked like a white fireworks display of whale splashing across that shimmering ocean horizon. Those party mammals splashed by all afternoon and evening long!

Saturday we tried our hand at a snorkeling expedition, but learned that we both prefer two feet solidly placed on the land over the nauseating ocean turf via boat ride. Ha! We’re so old. 😂 But it’s good to know these things… even if it involves donating breakfast to the passing wake. Lol. (Just keeping it real.)

Despite that very real moment, we had a absolute blast. Walking the beach. Hand in hand. Kid free.

It was a quiet weekend.

Calm.

And just us.

Now that year 11 is in the books, can’t wait to see what year 12 has for us, my love.