Oh New Hampshire, you charming thing you.
We started out our day in Portsmouth, frequented the myriad of consignment/antique shops, got a ridiculous brunch at The Friendly Toast, and picked up a Pistol Annies record at my favorite record shop. Then came route 1 and it's ever enticing antique stores that really killed our would-be day at the beach... but we still managed to get in some rays for at least and hour or so, covered ourselves in sand (literally, Clara totally face planted in it...to her sheer delight), attempted to get in the frigid water and failed, and picked up an ice cream cone as big as my head so I'd consider it pretty much a success. We ended the night by making homemade carne asada tacos and dirty diet cokes while listening to "Boys from the South" on my newly acquired record, so it was pretty much perfect. Oh and top of the finger friendship/sister rings!!! Huzzah!
^^Oh hey Jess, you missed a button on your shirt. Could you be any cooler? #urkel^^