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Golden weekend

I've had two "golden" weekends in a row (i.e. both Saturday and Sunday off), and it's been really lovely. Labor and delivery is fun, but it can be stressful too...so it's nice to have the weekend to relax and regroup. Yesterday, we went to the Burlington Farmers' Market and bought some purple carrots, stopped by a cute garage-turned-coffee shop for cappuccino and a delicious "coffee toffee bar," then picked up a baguette at a local bakery before heading home to read my new Vanity Fair and watch a few episodes of the extremely addictive Orange is the New Black on Netflix before dinner.

Today, we hiked Camel's Hump Mountain--Tessie's first real mountain hike! 


Tomorrow morning, I'll be back on L&D...I've been getting a bit more confident with my cervical checks, which makes life a lot easier! Chris is still on the hunt for a teaching job...we've been very surprised by the difficult job market for teachers in Vermont. In the meantime, we will keep enjoying life in this beautiful part of the country and hoping for the best!

{it gets chilly at night, even in August...so we had mini
hot chocolates after one of our nightly walks this week}

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