How I Learned the Charleston to Celebrate the International Day of Dance (Sort of)

When “Let’s Groove Tonight” played like sweet, sweet liquid gold through the ladies’ restroom speakers at the Seattle Wild Ginger restaurant, I knew just what to do: Finish up and get dancing. I didn’t care who saw me. I needed to “share the spice of life” and “glide like a 747” out into the lobby… Continue reading How I Learned the Charleston to Celebrate the International Day of Dance (Sort of)

Hard-Boiling and Dying “Tulip Town-Inspired” Easter Eggs

Tulip Town welcomes visitors with whirling, windmill arms to its candy-colored fields. When I saw the gardens and festive activities in a brochure, I ran to get Nate. “We’re going! We have to go—we need to see this!” I said. “Say no more,” he answered. Nate, Alex, and I hopped in the car, singing (to… Continue reading Hard-Boiling and Dying “Tulip Town-Inspired” Easter Eggs

How to Spot Gray Whales “Going Wild” On Their Spring Break Near Whidbey Island

Over the gentle waves of the Puget Sound, April showers bring . . . . gray whales! And: vessels of whale-watching enthusiasts ready to scramble over the side of a boat—even pushing their own children aside—just to snap a photo of one of the most homely creatures I’ve been blessed to see. On a rare,… Continue reading How to Spot Gray Whales “Going Wild” On Their Spring Break Near Whidbey Island

Friday Harbor Island: Making the Most of a Family One-Day Get-A-Way

Orcas—recently released from Sea World and ready to frolic—didn’t exactly await our arrival to the San Juan Islands. However, Nate, Alex, and I were not disappointed. Friday Harbor Island—even for just one day in the off-season—is packed with plenty of things to see and do. From Anacortes, Friday Harbor is the third ferry stop—just two… Continue reading Friday Harbor Island: Making the Most of a Family One-Day Get-A-Way

The Thrills, Spills, and Icy Chills of Snowshoeing Near the Big Four Ice Caves

Ripping a hole through my yoga pants was the biggest threat I’d face if I were to snowshoe at the Big Four Ice Caves this weekend. My yoga pants might never be the same, but I couldn’t leave this world without snowshoeing at least once. Besides, Nate said the “stunts” I’ve performed on my blog… Continue reading The Thrills, Spills, and Icy Chills of Snowshoeing Near the Big Four Ice Caves