Today has been really, really good. I had a minor (well, major-ish) freak-out when Jon planned a short trip for this weekend because I have a million things to do, but I’m glad he did it and I’m glad I got over myself and I’m glad he’s willing to put up with my craziness.

Jon made breakfast at home before we left: bacon, scrambled eggs and yogurt with a few walnuts, blueberries and raspberries.

We left home and headed through the Great Smoky Mountains National Park to get to the Blue Ridge Parkway, which is where we spent most of the day. It was an absolutely gorgeous day, so I’m glad we took advantage of it.

Jon packed a simple picnic lunch – chicken wings (that he marinated with some jamaican jerk stuff and cooked last night – we ate them cold today), an apple with a little PB and cheese.

Very nice – peaceful – day.

We arrived at tonight’s hotel and were given WARM chocolate chip cookies. I can pass up a lot of things, but warm? I just have zero desire to resist.

Got to the room and found even more junk. WHY DO THEY DO THIS? I have no desire to eat this stuff … not a challenge to pass it up … but seriously. Just seems like this place is hellbent on making sure we eat some chocolate tonight.

I didn’t take any pictures at dinner because the place was dark and packed, but it was a basic chain seafood place that happened to be within walking distance of the hotel. Jon, his child #3 and I all split the meal. Jon seemed skeptical about sharing 3 ways, but it was plenty of food, for sure.

I have an absolutely fabulous husband. He planned and took care of the whole weekend – I didn’t even know where we were staying tonight until I thought to ask about mid-way through the day. I’m very lucky.