I'm so glad my husband doesn't read my blog. (If you ask him about my blog he'll tell you the name is "A-Lines and B-Lines Or Whatever.") Because he would suffer a mini stroke to see me write a made up word in the title. Anyway, since he loves me regardless of my propensity for abbreviated words, we took off to Seneca Lake to celebrate the three-year anniversary of the night he proposed in the location where it happened. The past four years we've always gone with two other couples to do a two-day winery tour, but plans fell through.
We enjoyed dinner and dessert at the castle -- picture it: insane view of the lake, live band, March Madness basketball on a flatscreen, and roaring fire -- and then we walked up to the hallway where he proposed. It's been our tradition to have a few moments in that spot to re-live the moment I said "yes." The next morning we ate breakfast at the charming and retro Connie's Diner (also a tradition) and finished up our weekend by hitting up the outlets.
I couldn't have asked for a better mini excursion. But now it's time to get back to real life. Orientation tomorrow!!


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