Our one year anniversary

It's crazy that it has been one year since the day I said "I Do"... This year has gone by so fast. It has been a great one year together, so many new starts and memories. I couldn't imagine my life without him by my side, he is the rock that holds me together. I can't wait for the years to come and memories that will be made.

For our one year anniversary we decided to go on a camping trip. We love to camp so we were both excited to get off work and relax in the woods. We went to French creek state park about an hour and a half north. We left Saturday morning and decided to do a few stops on the way, since check in wasn't until 3. We stopped at an antique store and got a few items, then came across a small cute town called St Peters.. It was adorable. It was this town by this river and had a few shops lining the road in the mountains. We walked the streets and bought some wine from their winery, which was delicious!

The cute town of St. Peters

Our last stop was at Hopewell Furnace right by the state park. It's an old iron town. You could walk through the buildings and see how they made things and just see the history it was neat.

We got to our site and set up and started relaxing! I love cooking by a fire.. And of course s'mores :) the park was pretty filled up with some empty spots, but overall was quiet.

Although, we did have one interesting night. It went like this...

We were finally ready for bed... just laying there talking about our day, and the days to come.. slowly drifting off.. when I heard a "scratch, scratch, scratch..." What was that, I asked Ryan... he replied with, "Probably just a bug." A few minutes go by, and I hear... "scratch, scratch, scratch..."... No, Ryan, that is NOT a bug, something is trying to get into our tent... it sounds like a chip munk...

To fill you in.. we had put our tent WAY back in the woods, because our spot, although nice, kinda sucked. It was rocky, and no where to put a tent... so back into the woods we went with our tent. With no one around us.

Ryan got up with the flashlight and went toward where the sound was coming from... "ITS A BAT!" As a flew up and looked, I replied, "No, it has a tail! What is that?! Wait, that's a flying squirrel!" And that is was... this cute little guy was climbing our tent. After admiring him for awhile, we laid back down.. and watched and laughed as he climbed up and down our tent. What a cute little thing...

After about half an hour of this, the little thing had crawled right behind our head, well Ryan was over the little thing and decided to push it off the tent.... So, he flicks it.. and at that second, we heard a rustle... a small deathly squeel, and the pitter patter of feet running into the woods.

We looked at each other in horror.... he had just flicked our little friend into the mouth of death.Yes, something had been stalking the squirrel, RIGHT BEHIND OUR DAMN TENT. What though and for how long was it sitting there? We will never know.... we both felt so bad... and were freaked out all the same. It was one of those moments where you laughed because you were freaking out.... what a crazy night.

 

Our little friend, who's life was short.

The rest of our trip was fine... we woke up and made breakfast.... hiked a few miles... went fishing.. and relaxed some more. Overall... our anniversary trip was great. I loved spending the time with my husband... doing things we love to do.

We finished off our vacation at home for our anniversary night, Ryan made me dinner, and we drank some wine... What a perfect weekend it was!









A few snap shots from our trip....

Making a fire!

The wildflowers Ryan picked me

Fishing!

What a Beautiful view!