Sharing My LOVE STORY In Hopes That It Will Inspire You

October 6, 2013: Hey, that sounds like a really cool career path in writing but way to go in considering a pursuit of your health admiration!!!

I had no idea that the conversation I had with this guy on October 6, 2013 would turn into something even bigger than I EVER knew.

But, you have to start somewhere.

I’m not going to sugar-coat it or lie to you when I say that it has been easy because it hasn’t. When I first met my husband, he was closed off. He had never had a girlfriend and he was an angry person who bottled up his feelings. And, I’m not going to say I was perfect either because I was very immature and didn’t know how to handle situations in a mature manner.

We grew close very quickly and soon, he began to open up and his anger slowly began to diminish.

As for me, I was scared of my feelings. He was the first guy who I truly cared about. Sure, I had other boyfriends, but this was different.

Our love story is different because after 15 months of dating, we moved to another state that was 12+ hours away in Murfreesboro, Tennessee. and we were tested in more ways than 1.

It was then that we needed to see if we’d last.

There were days I’d doubt our relationship and felt breaking up was our best option. I pondered it one day as I lay in our apartment. And, he knew I had doubts.

Conversation after conversation drew me closer to the breaking point.

And, I didn’t feel like I could talk to anyone about my doubts for fear of the person telling me what I already knew - we needed a break.

Gosh, I was terrified.

But, there was always something there. There was something telling me that he was the one for me and reminding me that I was never going to find a flawless man. I would always find something to complain about. I would always find something about the person that drove me nuts.

And, then, just like that, the doubts were gone.

Then, in November 2015, he popped the question. But then, a few months later, we were presented with another test - he lost his job and we had to move back home.

Devastated and still immature, I handled it terribly instead of appreciating the fact that we had the option to move back home.

As time progressed, the doubts resurfaced.

In fact, the doubts resurfaced a few months before we got married. This is the part that no one knows about because I never disclosed this information. I held it in, but finally talked to him about it.

Did I believe it was a red flag. Duh. But, I also know myself and thinking that THE PERFECT MAN is out there for me WITHOUT FLAWS was ridiculous.

All I knew was I HAD to talk to him about my feelings.

We both had tears in our eyes as I explained to him that I wasn’t sure if we should get married due to his flaws.

Here were the 2 questions: would I ever be able to accept them OR would I dwell on them for the rest of my life?

I cried because I had no idea what I was doing. I knew I was madly in love with him and that I had to decide what I wanted.

He stressed the fact that he accepted my flaws and would love me no matter what. We barely spoke the rest of the evening and the next day, we revisited the conversation.

This was when I realized that I couldn’t keep doing this to him. It wasn’t fair that I kept questioning him as a person when he was the guy who would do anything for me and I saw through his actions that he was dependable and would always do his best to protect me and handle situations in a mature manner. You never had to ask him twice to do something because after you explained that you needed him, he would be there in a heartbeat and I never found that in another guy. So, I just knew.

We got married in November 2016.

But, there were still plenty more tests to endure.

In March 2017, we moved again without a plan. No concrete job. Then, he started his own business and I found a job.

A year later, we found a house, but money was always something that was concerning. All at the same time our heater broke, the windows in our house suddenly stopped working, our dog chewed my prescription glasses, we owed thousands of dollars for our income tax, and the list went on.

BUT.

One thing has remained the same. Our love for one another. Though, I’ve strayed from him a few times due to my insecurities, his flaws and my immaturity, at the end of the day, I still loved him.

Every couple has had ups and downs and has had to put out money they weren’t prepared for, but it’s all about finding a way to make it work.

Maybe your love story is a bit more complicated, simpler or easy to tell, but ours is nothing shy of a world-wind.

Just remembering at the end of the day that you’ll get through it together is the most important thing.

My hope is that this will inspire you. If your guy has flaws, just remember that NO ONE IS PERFECT and you will never find a man with every single characteristic that you’re looking for!

Every story has a different ending. If you can handle the bad along with the good, then more than likely it’s meant to be. But, if there’s something telling you that you’re making a mistake, you may want to ask yourself if it’s worth moving forward and starting your life with this person.

Here are a few questions to ask yourself:

Does he make you feel warm & fuzzy?

Does he give you butterflies?

Does he make you feel good about yourself?

Does he tell you truth and not sugar-coat it?

Does he listen when you need him?

Does he lift you up when you’re feeling down?

Does he encourage you or support you no matter what?

Is he there when you need him the most?

Is my relationship with my husband perfect? Absolutely not! Do we argue? Yes. Do we bicker about stupid stuff? Yup! Don’t believe EVERYTHING you read and hear on social media because it’s not true! It’s a facade that people put on. No one ever tells you about the bad. They always want to talk about the good, but I want to remind you that there WILL BE bad. Not everything is picture-perfect.

Remember that having a happy and healthy relationship is extremely crucial for your well-being. If you feel like your relationship isn’t what you thought, let’s chat!

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It's Been Two Years Since We Moved To Greenville And My Experience Has Been...

In 2015, we visited Greenville for an engagement shoot.

At the time, we were living in Tennessee and my now-husband had just lost his job, so we made the decision to move back to Pennsylvania.

It was a difficult time for both of us because we had been living on our own for about a year and I loved the freedom of having my own place. Did I miss my family? Hell yeah, but it was a choice we made.

So, two weeks after doing the shoot, we moved back to PA.

A few months later, we decided to move to Greenville permanently. Was I afraid the same thing would happen as Tennessee? Yes, but it was a risk I knew I had to take.

Around the time we moved here, my grandma passed away, so that made it 10 times harder because I knew it was a horrible time to leave my family. But, I had to go.

Gosh, these two years had been emotionally draining.

My husband started his own business, which took a while to gain traction. It only took me about a month to obtain a job, but still, we were not used to our surroundings and we only had 2 friends here. It was hard starting over again and not to mention, the people in the south are so much different than the north, so we had to get used to the personalities.

But, we made it.

Together, we worked as a team and adopted a dog, moved to a nicer apartment, then bought a house, found out I was pregnant and I started attended IIN to become a holistic health coach. No, these events didn’t happen all in the same year.

So, it’s safe to say that these past few years have had its ups and downs.

In terms of the emotional aspect, there are days I miss my family so much it hurts, but then I remind myself that we would NOT be living comfortably in the north. It’s too damn expensive to live here and I wasn’t getting ANY job opportunities.

In order to learn, you must go through rough patches! It will only make you a stronger person. And, people ask me all the time how I cope with not seeing my family. What do I say? I don’t think about it. If I do, I’ll become a blabbering mess and you won’t want to pick up the pieces, trust me.

I’ve learned so much about myself, my husband and our abilities to take situations in stride. I mean, this year has started off really rough with having to fork out SO MUCH money for our taxes, then having the washer break, the heater, and my dog eating my prescription glasses. So, it’s safe to say we’ve put out way more money than we anticipated, BUT…. I remind myself to focus on the positive aspects of my life. It could be so much worse.

I mean, compared to other women (knock on wood), my pregnancy has been a breeze. I often feel nauseous, exhausted, heartburn, but nothing too extreme, so I’m lucky.

What have I learned living here?

I’ve learned that there’s a little creative community that is willing to help. All you have to do is reach out!

My husband and I can get through anything.

Stay positive even when negative things are heading my way.

It gets better.

Believe in myself and my abilities.

Believe that I WILL obtain clients for my business.

Thanks GVL for the memories so far! I can’t wait to create more. ✌️


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How to Start Your Week on the Right Foot

Sunday nights.

They’re rough on all of us. The next day is Monday and so the circle of dread begins. I get it because I’m with you. The weekend is filled with laughter, fun & you can stay up late! But, on week days, you need to be responsible & go to bed at a reasonable hour in order to feel your best!

But, I’m here to tell you that Sunday night doesn’t have to be filled with dread. You can change your attitude and I’ll tell you how by focusing on the good things happening during the week.

1) Meal prep on Sunday. This will start your week on the right foot because you’re less likely to reach for processed foods. Bring foods you’ll look forward to eating!

2) Set your clothes out the night before. Want to catch some extra Zzz’s? Make sure you pick out your clothes the night before to avoid being late the next day & maybe you’ll get to sleep in for a few the next day.

3) Meditate on Monday morning. Before going to work on Monday morning, take 30 minutes out to meditate and cleanse your mind before heading into work.

4) Make plans after work. Get together with friends after work, so you have something to look forward to. Grab a coffee or a glass of wine & relax with your best gal pals.

5) Schedule a date night. Book a reservation at your favorite restaurant & surprise your significant other with a date night!

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A Letter to Myself in 2019

Dear Self:

In 2019, you will be happier because well, you’ll have your own business, which is something you’ve been wanting for so long now. You’ll also earn your certification, which is a huge accomplishment because you truly did not believe in yourself enough to go to school to begin with. You were too scared and used your learning disability as a crutch. But, let’s put the past behind us because we can’t go backwards, instead we’re going to move forward.

In 2018, you bought a house, a FREAKING house, which is amazing! You should be so proud of yourself. You also paid off your student loans, hit your 1-year mark at your job and in Greenville, celebrated your 2-year anniversary with your husband, got the news that you’re going to be an aunt, fought for happiness, flew home to surprise your mom for mother’s day/her birthday, and finally figured out what you want to do with your life. Lastly, you were blessed with another surprise, which I’m sure you’ll disclose within the next few weeks.

All in all, 2018 has treated you and Brett pretty well. His business finally took off and he earned decent money this year. Compared to all the years, 2018 has been the best year for you financially. And, I know you are so ready for 2019. It will be so much better than 2018 with all the blessings that I’m sure you’re looking forward to.

Mainly, I just wanted to say I’m so proud of you. Think about where you started until now. You’ve come a long way and you should be happy of your progress. Peace out 2018!

Don't Forgot About Yourself!

I’ve been married for a little over 2 years now.

And, I’ve been with my husband a total of 5 YEARS. In 2013, we met, which was a few months after I graduated. At that time, I thought I was at the peak of my career and yearned to be a New York City girl reason being I had my 2nd internship at a magazine. I wanted to become a magazine writer and be engrossed in the magazine industry. Later on, I figured out that it was no longer something I was interested in due to the competitiveness.

I’d only see my now-husband a few times a week and weekends because of our schedules. We only lived 30 minutes away, but it felt like so much farther.

We had our alone time and I was still Hope and he was still Brett. We each had separate lives and we were two different people. I would focus on what I had to do and my goals and he did the same.

In 2014, I moved in with him and his parents. Then, in 2015, we moved to Tennessee. In 2016, we moved back to PA temporarily until 2017 when we moved in SC and have been here since.

But, sometimes I feel like I lost myself. I used to write in a journal almost every night, workout, and spend time by myself. I still workout, but don’t write as often as I used to. Part of it is because I don’t have as much time and my full-time job takes up most of my time, but still, I definitely don’t manage my time well enough.

So, if you’re engaged, in a relationship or married, PLEASE, PLEASE don’t forget about yourself. I know at times you should put your partner first sometimes, but always remember to take care of yourself too!

Here are few ideas for self-care:

1) Book a Massage.

2) Take a Bath.

3) Get your hair done.

4) Go to a yoga class.

5) Go for a walk alone.

6) Get your nails done.

7) Meditate.

8) Write.

9) Book a facial.

10) Go for a run.

Now, these are just suggestions above and they do not have to cost an arm and a leg. If you’re on a budget, I suggest getting a french manicure or even spending 30 minutes to pamper yourself. Bottom line is if YOU feel good, then everything around you will feel good and you’ll feel happier, more content and feel closer to your partner.

What Happened When I FINALLY, Begrudgingly Embraced My "Pudge"

When it comes to my body and appearance, I've always had issues.

From an early age, I was always picking on myself. As a kid, I was too skinny and my mother tried to plump me up by giving me Carnation Instant Breakfast. I gained some weight and in my middle school days, I began to develop acne. So not only was I now concerned about how I looked and my body appearance, I also had big red dots along my skin to worry about.

I was disgusted whenever I looked in the mirror. I tried to make myself feel better by dressing in clothes that made me feel pretty, wearing makeup and hanging out with girls that boosted my confidence, but nothing worked.

In high school, I joined Colorguard — a club that makes marching band more interesting by dancing and twirling flags, sabres, rifles and batons — and was excited to be part of a club that I figured (hoped) wouldn't judge me.

At the time, I wasn't a fan of wearing bras because I didn't like my boobs. They were so big and the bras I wore didn't support my breasts like they should've and often made them sag. One day in band camp — yes, I actually went to band camp — someone teased me about my "hanging boobs" and again, I felt my confidence instantly diminish.

After that, I began wearing a more supportive bra and even lost a decent amount of weight.

When I came home that summer, my mother told me I looked too thin and wanted me to gain some weight back. But I balked: I was happy with my weight loss. I felt more confident and my pimples weren't as red so I looked prettier. I began working out and wearing clothes that actually fit me properly.

My mother has always been my biggest cheerleader and gave my brothers and I the best life possible. But even still, I was never happy with who I was. In addition to all my other insecurities, I hated my big nose. People often told me I was ugly because I had such a big honker. And the grossest thing was: I listened to them.

Instead of blocking out all the negative comments from others around me, I digested and began to believe them. I thought: Maybe I am ugly. Maybe I won't ever find a man who loves me. (Trust me, I realize the worst part about me is how easily I can be influenced and look! There I go criticizing myself again.)

I knew that I had to make major alterations to my life or live miserably. I sat in my room contemplating what I could do to change my attitude for the better. I was so negative about my appearance and it was affecting my entire life. Would I continue to bash myself or would I finally accept that I was trying my hardest to look and feel better?

I vamped up my workouts and began getting rid of the extra skin around my belly.

But my God, do you know how difficult it is to work on your lower abdomen? It was a total nightmare, but I was happy to see my rolls eventually disappear. Then, I improved my eating habits and stopped consuming so many snacks and processed foods.

After I began to see results, I still wasn't happy with myself. Sure, some days I feel confident but others I just feel blah.

And, what I've learned from all of this is: My body will never be perfect.

Also, the way I look will never change unless I get surgery, which I refuse to do, so why not embrace what my momma gave me?

When I think about it, I have a wonderful figure with a dab of flab around my tummy.

Society teaches us that we must be a size 2 in order to be beautiful, but what about the plus-size women who are gorgeous? Why must you be "thin" to fit in? We shouldn't be judged on the size of our jeans; we should be judged by our character.

So let's stop hating on each other and begin using positive reinforcement because our world would be so much better.

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#MillennialMarriage

Being married is hard.

You don't think about how tough it really is - until you tie the knot. One day you love him and then the next day you want to kill him. At the same time, between the hate and love sessions, screaming matches and plenty of arguments, love is beautiful. The fact that you found someone you love with all your heart - despite all their flaws - is simply incredible.

If you factor in student loans, trying to figure out who you are and your career, attempting to get pregnant, learning how to be an adult and possibly buying a house, it can get quite sticky. 

A few months ago, we finally paid off our student loans, and even though that was a huge sigh of relief, I still feel like we're in for more obstacles. Him and I have constantly run into hardships - like so many people our age. It's not easy being this age and even though next year I'll be 30, I still feel like I'm figuring out who I am. It has been a long and grueling process.

On top of that, I feel like I'm dragging my husband along for the ride and that's simply unfair. One day it's "I love this" and then the next day, I change my mind. And, I get his hesitation because I'd feel the same way if the roles were reversed. But, I think I finally figured it out! I feel like I finally hit the nail on the head. 

"I'll see it when I believe it," he says. Again, that's fair to say. Whatever I do effects him and vice versa. We're a team, which is something I forget sometimes. Instead of consulting with him, I usually just do my own thing. It's not like I HAVE to ask for permission, but keeping him in mind is something I don't always remember. 

For instance, I booked a trip back home to surprise my mom for her birthday and one day I casually told him I bought a plane ticket and asked if he could drive me to the airport. In a way I guess it's selfish, but thankfully I have a husband who is easy going. Of course he wants to know where I am and what I'm doing, but it's not like other couples who may need to ask for permission. 

To me, marriage is about two people who love each other learning how to work together and not drive each other crazy! 

In November, we will celebrate our 2nd year of marriage and I still feel like I'm getting to know my husband. I still feel like there is plenty more to come and we'll never stop learning about each other.

In general, I feel like you never stop retaining information. And, life is a journey and some days don't always the way we'd like them to go. 

Being an adult is hard some days and it's not easy getting up in the morning and going to work, but we're now grown-ups and we have responsibilities. We have bills to pay (ew) and we can't always lounge around like we'd like because life is not that simple. We need to put on our big girl panties and go out into the real world.

When it comes to millennials, you already know we're labeled as "lazy" and "entitled," but many of us actually working our butts off to get ahead in life and still get the short end of the straw..

My husband and I are prime examples. We went to college, pushed ourselves and are anything but lazy. And, yet, we're doing the best we can do and it's still not good enough for society. So... if you're a #millennialcouple and you pour your heart and soul into EVERYTHING you do, screw society! Just focus on your marriage and stop caring what everyone else thinks. Marriage is hard enough, so don't overcomplicate it by reading into the millennia labels.

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This is How I Feel About Traveling Alone....

I sat in a restaurant at the bar waiting for my iced vanilla latte with almond milk and my breakfast bowl.  I was alone. And, I started to feel a sense of extreme loneliness.

I came to Oklahoma City for a work conference and it was no big deal when my president booked the hotel and flight until I got to the restaurant. I've ever gone out to eat by myself and so, I didn't know what to do. I seemed to be the only one who was by themself and I felt like the bartender was judging me. 

Do I pretend like I'm looking at something on my phone? Do I talk to the bartender, who seemed as if he didn't want to converse? No one was sitting near me, so there was no one to chat with. So, I sat there taking a few Instagram videos looking forward to getting back to the hotel where I wouldn't feel judged. It was pretty apparent that I already - mind you it's been 7 hours - missed my husband. Pathetic, much? Yeah, but I just felt so lonely. 

I've never traveled somewhere solely by myself. Sure - I've gone to PA and traveled by plane, but my brother and girlfriend picked me up at the airport and I was seeing family. I've also gone to Canada by myself, but again, I was meeting someone at the airport. This was THE first time I've been alone. I mean, tonight we're networking and registering for the conference, but leading up to that, I've just felt sad. 

I never focus on the fact that I'll be alone and I'm glad I don't, but it always surprises me whenever I feel this way. You SHOULD be alone sometimes and re-group because we all need time apart from our significant other. We need that time in order to truly appreciate them. I just feel like this day has been going on forever! I had a layover, which felt even longer and so, now I'm a tad confused as to what day it is! 

But, sometimes you need to step out of your comfort zone. Sometimes you need to feel uncomfortable because you learn more about yourself. So what if I miss my husband, that doesn't mean I won't mingle or network with my colleagues. That doesn't mean I'm not happy to be here. That doesn't mean that I'm not excited to learn.  It just means I prefer to travel with someone else, no big deal. I would say the common person likes to be with other people. 

How do YOU feel about traveling alone?  Leave your comments below.

The Truth about Marriage

Last week, my husband and I got into a petty fight. Was it worth ruining my Saturday to fight about something so trivial? 

Nope.

But, it happened and it will probably happen again. That's marriage though. Day by day, you learn what triggers your significant other and if you push too many buttons, that's it! It will turn into a full-blown argument and sometimes your plans will get ruined. 

Honestly, what I've learned about marriage and relationships in general is they are give and take, they're about sacrifice and at the end of the day, if you truly love your partner, you'll take their bullshit for better or worse. 

I'm not a therapist and nor am I an expert when it comes to relationships, but I know enough to provide struggling couples with suggestions on how to make their marriage work. 

Firstly, you must compromise. Maybe there's something that he wants to do and you don't or vice-versa. You need to figure out the best decision for the two of you. Maybe if you do this then you have to do an activity that he likes in return. Here's the thing though: my husband is the type who will NEVER make me do something I don't want to do. He leaves it up to me. If I want to go with him, I can, if I don't, his feelings won't be hurt. If you're like my husband, then maybe deciding whether or not you'd like to go works for you and your partner. 

Communication is key. Are you terrible at communicating? Well, you'll learn real fast that you cannot be like that in a relationship. You will never get anywhere without talking about the issue at hand. If he hurts my feelings, I find myself always retorting with something even more insulting and regret it as soon as the words leave my mouth. Bottom line is....think before you speak.

Sharing the workload. One of you shouldn't have to do the laundry, dishes or clean all the time. Your partner should be pitching in because you both live there and it's unfair to make it one person's responsibility. 

Honestly, my husband is one of a kind. He's anti-social, yet knows when to be social. He keeps to himself and surrounds himself with just a few friends. He never makes me feel guilty for not wanting to do something. When I start my petty argument routine and try to push him to the limit, that's it. It's hard for us to go about our day and pretend like nothing happened. If I continue to push him over and over again by saying the same thing, his mood and my mood will both go sour. 

But, this is marriage. Or, at least this is my marriage.

It's not always rainbows and butterflies like social media paints it out to be. I won't disclose when I'm fighting or arguing with my husband simply because it's no one's business and I hate being negative, so I keep that information to myself. 

Marriage is hard though. Some days, It's so f***ing hard that I don't want to deal with keeping it afloat. But at the same time, I love my husband and believe him to be worth the pain and agony that goes along with marriage, and that brings me back. 

Some days, I'm selfish and bitchy and he's an asshole. Other days, I'm loving and cuddly and he comes home with flowers. Then, there are days where we both do not care. And, I'm not perfect whatsoever and nor is he. I am the dramatic one and we end up in dumb arguments that could have easily been prevented. But, we're all human and we're constantly learning. 

People say marriage shouldn't be hard if you found the right one, That's bullshit! There will be days you struggle to maintain your relationship and other days where you're smooth sailing. It's just about how badly you want your marriage to work. 

Want to chat about marriage? Send me an email: simplyrealhope@gmail.com!

This is what you should do when you've been a bitch to your husband....

I've been sick for about two weeks now. 

When I came back from PA, a few weeks ago, I didn't expect to develop an upper respiratory infection. I've battling this sickness for the past almost three weeks and I must admit, I've been sort of a bitch to my husband. If that isn't honesty at its finest, I don't know what is!

And, you know you've been there before. More often than not, we take out our bad mood on our partner because it's easy. They're the one who lives with us and who is around when we get home after a bad day at work.

Do I intentionally act like this? Hell, no. I'd like to blame it on being sick, but it's also my attitude. Being sick has nothing to do with my husband, so feeling the need to take it out on him is quite immature. And, yet, I do. 

It's so hard to admit when we're wrong. It's so hard to just blurt out, "I'm sorry." As I look at my husband, the words want to jump out of my mouth, but I just can't say it. Do you ever feel that way? You feel like you should apologize, but something is holding you back. 

This is what you should do after you've been a bitch to your husband.

1) Make him his favorite meal or drink. Does he love hot chocolate? Maybe a huge hunk of meat? Whatever makes your hubby's mouth water, surprise him.

2) Write him a note. If you feel as if you've unable to express your feelings in words, instead write him a note describing how you feel. 

3) Give him a back massage. Has your man been feeling a bit stressed? If so, he'll definitely benefit from a back massage. Who knows, it could lead to something else...

4) Plan a day trip. You don't have to spend a ton of money, just a little to spend some one-on-one time with your man. Use this time to bond and get back to being your sweet self!

5) If you don't like any of these ideas, just apologize. If apologies are easy for you and you don't want to prolong your discussion, just say you're sorry. 

How Not To Be An A$$****

"Why do you have to eat so much food?" I asked my husband last night. He shot me a look and said, "because I'm hungry. I haven't really eaten much today."

And, he wasn't lying. From what I know, all he had was a bowl of cereal and a protein shake. That's not a lot of calorie intake and so, he must be starving. If I had that, I would be straight up HANGRY!

Sometimes I can be an a******.

When it comes to food, I'm rather obsessive. I feel rather compelled to control how he eats. He does have a binge eating disorder and so, he sometimes eats when he's not hungry and I'm not going down the road with him. Therefore, I tell him to eat when he's hungry and to stop overeating. But, honestly, it seems like I'm just downright nagging him and being a control freak.

Here's some advice:

Don't follow my lead and try to control your husband's eating habits. I believe there's an underlying issue and I'm determined to get to the root of it.

As a person, there are always aspects of ourselves we need to work on. We can grow and learn every day as human beings and show more kindness to our significant others. In order to have a happy and successful marriage, you MUST shut your mouth sometimes. Let him splurge a bit.

Does he ever say anything about my food intake? Heck no. Does he can? Not in the slightest, but I care about his and I need to stop being such an a**.

Leave your thoughts below.  Do YOU have any nagging qualities that drives your husband wild?

Want an Easy Date Idea? Here it is

I love nature and when I'm able to get some exercise, listen to the birds chirping and observe some BEAUTIFUL scenery, I'm a happy camper.

My husband planned a picnic at the SC Botanical Garden in Clemson. Beforehand, we tried a local coffee shop called "All in" Coffee Shop that served authentic handmade coffee beverages and also breakfast items.

Let's chat about what we ordered.

I asked for the Oregon Chai with coconut milk while my hubby ordered a strawberry chocolate mocha latte. Along with the coffee, we decided to get a chocolate chip scone + a cinnamon roll. It all tasted real and NOT served from a cardboard box. The icing on the cinnamon bun had the right amount of sugar and the scone wasn't as hard as a rock, which is usually how it tastes. I believe that the scone was just taken out of the oven moments ago because it was soft and chewy. I'm sure there are PLENTY more delightful treats at this coffee shop, but we just had the pleasure in trying two (unfortunately!) It's a shame Clemson is about a 40 minute drive or else, I'd be constantly visiting and would probably end up blowing up like a blimp.

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And, ps, guys, it's been a day and I'm still dreaming about those pastries. Go figure.

After this little coffee adventure, we made our way to the SC Botanical Garden where we took plenty of social media worth pictures + made memories in the process and even had an excellent lunch! PS - it was buffalo chicken sandwiches, which is one of the select few food we can agree on!

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If you're looking for a cheap afternoon date, I'd recommend prepping some sandwiches and heading to the local park!