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I grew up about 45 minutes away from a small amusement park. In middle school, if we earned near-perfect attendance, had above a certain grade point average, or pledged to be drug-free or something, we were baited with a day-long trip to this magical place. An entire day away from school with the sole purpose of riding roller coasters that could make us puke our guts out? Only to refuel ourselves with cotton candy and hot dogs? We all thought we had gone straight to heaven. Read More About This Recipe:  CLICK HERE

When I was in high school, I wasn't the greatest at attending all my classes. But then again, most of the said "classes" I was cutting out on were my Music Independent Study classes. Read More About This Recipe:  CLICK HERE

Ryan and I have gotten in the habit of going to the park a couple times a week. Right after he gets home from work, I load up our dinner, a picnic blanket, and a frisbee and we head over to the park. There are dozens within short driving distance, so we usually let our son pick which one he wants to go to. Read More About This Recipe:  CLICK HERE

With Valentine's Day coming up quickly next week, I thought instead of focusing on what cards, flowers, or decorations you should be prepping for the big day, we could jump to something that I believe is the ultimate love language: Read More About This Recipe:  CLICK HERE