“When was the last time we made pasta?” Heath asked while starting on the dishes. In the sink sat a pot, a lid, and a colander with a handful of pasta. In a bowl in front of me at the … Read More
I should be in Astoria, Oregon right now. It’s a small town near the coast where Heath and I could enjoy highs in the upper 60s and lower 70s. (You can’t see me but I’m practically salivating over this weather forecast.) … Read More
Before we started traveling, one of my friends shared this quote with me. There’s never a right time to travel in our lives. When we are young, we have the energy and the time, but not the means. When we … Read More
Below in this post, I share the screenshots of Alyssa’s and my budget from our RV trip across America last year. I share exactly how much we made and how much it costs to drive an RV across the country. … Read More
If you’ve read my ebook, you know that I don’t do camping well. I tried camping once. I failed. Miserably. It was freezing cold, the ground was hard, and I came down with a flu in the process. I vowed … Read More
Something my best friend James and I invented in college was called “Coffee Pops”. It was this brilliant idea of freezing coffee with just the right amount of creamer into recycled plastic popsicle containers. Living in the scorching summers of Austin, … Read More
JET LAG. It’s torture. After flying out of Alaska at midnight and arriving in Texas around 2 PM, I thought my long night without sleep would adjust me to the central time zone. After all, I passed out at 10 … Read More
One year and one month ago on this day, I was sitting in the RV in Austin, stuck because of the pouring rain outside and chomping at the bit to hit the road and start traveling to all 50 states. … Read More
It’s hard to count how many friends I’ve heard tell me this exact same story. “I went to college for four years to become an accountant. I graduated and found a job with a big accounting firm (enter applause for accomplishing … Read More
I’m a funny person, according to my husband. Sometimes I’m not so sure, because I can’t hear you laughing on the other side of the Internet, and it would be really terrifying if I could. I like being funny, or … Read More