Conan and I were talking recently about where we would want to move if we had to. I said Oregon but didn't get that big of a response from my other half. But after this recent post and out-of-this-world gorgeous photo by Sandi Henderson, it's official.
I want to run through these flowers with the wind blowing my hair in slow motion, and as I look back with that flirty sophistication, I fall ever so gracefully ('cause it's in the script). Conan lands next to me and we lay there in a blanket of bliss (oooh, that's cheesy good) and talk about our future together, and our fields of gorgeous. (as Sandi so appropriately named this photo)
Because that's what they do in Oregon.