My happy place is on the water. Specifically Lake Michigan, but really, I’m non-discriminatory. Get me near waves, sand and sunshine, and there’s pretty much nowhere else I’d rather be.
I’d like to kick-start this post by addressing two things that I’m surprised by after my trip to California last week: 1. Riding a bike while 28 weeks pregnant isn’t as hard as you’d think, and 2. Mario Lopez is the nicest human on earth. Now, let’s proceed.
I did it. I digressed in technology and officially am now the owner of a record player.
Yes, I recognize that my recent addition files me under the “Stereotypical millennial” bucket, but I must say, I have no regrets. Far from it. Here’s why.