Life Lately, According to my Phone.

Last weekend, Derrick and I decided to spice things up a bit and take on the city in my hometown, RVA. We thought it'd be fun to do things we'd never done in Richmond! Usually, his visits consist of picking up food, spending time with my family at the house, cooking food, spending time with my family at the house, going to church on Sunday, and then eating again, only usually we find a restaurant for brunch before--surprise!--spending time with my family at the house.  But last weekend, I was determined to create an experience that was new for us both. Unfortunately, that new experience also resulted in us both catching some sort of nasty virus that'd keep me bedridden for nearly an entire week. Why am I punished for trying new things?! I'll never understand.

Our "new things" consisted of a visit to the historic Agecroft Hall. I was nervous about suggesting this at first; we'd never gone to a museum before and I wasn't totally sure Derrick even liked museums. But our hour+ long tour through the incredible Tudor estate was fascinating. Originally built in Lancashire, England in the late 15th century, Agecroft Hall was bought at auction after centuries of abandonment, disassembled piece by piece, and relocated to Richmond, VA in the Windsor Farms subdivision in 1925. The house was spilling with history in every nook and cranny, and the garden overlooked the James River. An added bonus was the neighborhood: every home had a modern, yet historic look.





After our tour, and to thank Derrick for being such a good sport, we went to Kickback Jacks to watch hours of the NCAA basketball tournament (our first time at a sports bar in RVA) and ended our night at Greenleaf's Pool Room talking trash over a few games of pool before the actual pool professionals showed us how it's done.



Monday morning we both woke up with congestion and body aches. Derrick thinks we picked up the virus from our tour guide; I'm still convinced I'm being punished for simply trying to step outside the box. The rest of the week, through Saturday, I was bedridden with cold sweats, body aches, and even a fever. Thankfully, I'm healed now (with the exception of a pesky cough). 

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