Yeah they do! My sis threw me this amazeballs bridal shower, which was camping themed – duh. Instead of the traditional pots ‘n pans registry, the Mr. and I decided that we’d like to upgrade our camping gear. Over the years, it had grown into a lot of old, hand-me-downs that were looking a bit rough for wear. A goal we have for 2015 is to spend more time in the great outdoors so this worked right along with our plan!
BLs were consumed, s’more dip was spread, beyond generous gifts were opened….overall an amazing time.Ā Many thanks to my sister, Liz, and the rest of the family for throwing us such a fabulous shower. As the recipient of all of this cool swag, I invite you all to camp with us in the next year. We’ll be the fancy campers with all of the cool gear š
Phew. It’s been a minute peeps. Sorry about the radio silence these past few months. I had this big event thing that had been taking up WAY too much of my time š Now that the big wedding is over and the honeymoon has been had, we are semi-back to normal. I say “semi” because as soon as we landed back in Seattle it was literally December and time for the holiday season. Weekends booked up in a snap of a finger and I’m looking at some time in January before we have a “normal weekend” ie. having nothing important planned. Oh how I long for those days…
But in the meantime, here are a few shots my fabulous photographer Jennifer Hutter sent me. Um, hello!? I got these via email while in Jamaica and about peed ma pants from excitement. Check out her website here if you are in need of a local photographer. Words cannot express how freaking awesome she is! Highly, highly recommended.
We’ll get the whole lot-o-pics coming up here in the next week or so! I’ll be sure to share some of my other favorites with you along with our honeymoon AND a lil wedding video footage. Woot!
Sisters! Don’t ask me how we go her to wear that redonk wig thing!
Hay chicken dance!
A 30 min. wait.
Meat the size of yer head.
You guys…I was spoiled filthy rotten on my bachelorette party weekend. I can’t thank my gal pals enough! It was too much! We spent a long weekend across ye ole pass in Leavenworth, Wash. I’ve passed through this quaint town many times on my way to camping in Eastern Washington but never had taken the time to really explore it. And I mean, exploring it during the month of October seemed like a good idea too – hello Octoberfest!!!
The gals snagged a bomb house on the eastside of town and we bellied up to a weekend of trinket shops, beer and funny outfits. Man, just the people watching alone was grand! We spent our leisure time scouring the shops, hot tubing, eating at some surprisingly nice restaurants and taking in the sights of the festival. The Chicken Dance? Check. Long line for beer that you can’t even pronounce? Check. Hilarious hats? Check. Large pieces of meat? Check. Overall, a very entertaining time!
A big thanks to my ladies for making this happen! Love you gals!
I recently volunteered with the Beacon Food Forest as part of the planning committee of their Opening Celebration. As an event planner, I like to continue to hone my skills and learn new things. It’s easy to get into the same route again and again when working for a single organization – gotta mix things up now and again!
I thought this organization might be a good fit because 1) it’s right in our neighborhood 2) it centers around food and community and 3) it’s a grassroots movement, which I dig.
I had no idea what I was getting myself into – no real meeting notes or agendas, tons of ideas but unclear follow through, making things more difficult that they really need to be – basically a planner’s nightmare. BUT the folks who were are part of this were so welcoming, friendly and funny that I pushed aside my uber organization skills and went with the flow.
We ended up with a really warm, funky event and I was really pleased to see it do so well. Music jammed throughout the afternoon, kids painted rocks for the garden, educational tours showcased the forest…..all under a sunny Seattle sky!
Of course, there were a few things that I would have done differently, but hey, such is life! If you are ever in North Beacon Hill, be sure to stop by the BFF and take a self guided tour. Cool things are happening there!
As I’m entering into my 33rd year of life, I’ve come to some big realizations lately. I don’t know if it’s because I’m another year “wiser” or if it was the change of scenery from the suburbs to the city, but either way I’ve noticed a big change in myself these past six months or so.
I thought that moving to the city would make me a more rough and tumble individual. I’d care less about others and more about myself. I’d get caught up in the hustle and bustle and burn myself out again and again, finally throwing my hands in the air, admitting defeat, and running with my tail between my legs back to the sprawling suburbs. At least that is what I thought would happen….
What I’ve come to find is the complete opposite. I feel less rough and jaded, more sincere and open to new ideas. I care about my neighborhood and find myself wanting to connect to people I don’t even know. I’m volunteering with organizations that really speak to me, even though I’m out of my element sometimes.
I’ve also made a conscious decision to not be available via email 24/7 and I don’t even think about work on the weekends. People who are constantly connected sadden me and I want to shake them and tell them that they are wasting their lives away to a stupid screen. But, I’m semi-polite, so I don’t. Granted, I myself find the need for screen time now and again, but it does not rule my world like it used to.
I’ve found new hobbies and interests that make me want to disconnect and create with my hands – sewing, gardening, cooking. I’m constantly brainstorming how to make our home better, more inviting and efficient. And, there’s no way in hell I’ll ever move back to the suburbs. I’m a city gal for life!
The funny thing is, my outer self really doesn’t reflect all of these changes stirring inside. I still dress the same, and for the most part, act the same. I drive the same car and am as obsessed with my dog as much as ever. I still have a weakness for cupcakes and don’t mind binging on a reality TV show now and again. I continue to fight my greying hair and my flat bum. But my insides, my deep, most inner insides are evolving, morphing and re-working themselves into a new me.
Maybe this is what becoming an adult really means. Who knows. I sure don’t. But what I do know, is that I really am loving this new, aware self.
