There are two very important dates in the year for me.
One of them is Christmas, for obvious reasons; the other is my birthday. The thing I hate the most is to let it pass without celebrating it. There’s something just wrong about letting it pass blank.
This birthday happened to fall on a Saturday, and that made it that more special. Our plans shifted about 3-4 times. First we were hanging out with family, than not, than we made plans, but it was raining, so we had to switch it up.
Saturday morning the hubs made it a point to wake up extra early to whip up a nice breakfast for us. I spoke with my parents, we got ready, and hit up the Big Flea Market in DC.
It was raining and the place was packed. But we were in great spirits. We found a couple of items I had my eyes on since forever! I finally found a nice chalkboard frame as well as a beautiful globe. I’m dying to use it to create some custom globes, and it is the perfect size and base.
After leaving the expo center we headed west to Middleburg. Let me tell you there’s probably only a handful of things I enjoy more than to go to a nice small town and walk around.
I love the atmosphere, the small shops, and the unique things you find in them.
We stopped at a Christmas shop, left empty handed, entered an antique store and found what I hope I can use as the most perfect Christmas card holder, and walked to Mount Defiance.
They had amazing cider tastings and great ciders on tap. We ended up leaving with one growler of the Farm house style cider and I truly do love it.
Next up we hit the Red Horse Tavern for some well deserved food.
We walked around until our legs hurt and until our hearts were full. It was time to head back home, where I promptly fell asleep and the hubs used that time to bake my cake. Gotta love this man of mine.
Sunday was spent with the family celebrating the day surrounded by loved ones. I got some pretty sweet gifts, including a cat ring dish, a nice help towards getting a better camera, and a cotton candy maker. (that says things about me, doesn’t it?)
This grateful heart is for a fantastic 28, and even better, happier, thrilling 29. For more drives to small towns, more tastings, more laughter, more family, more findings, more companionship.