Yet again, there have already been a few weekends this year that I wished it didn’t take a 20-hour travel day to get to the US West Coast. Had it been the usual 2 hour flight from SF to Las Vegas, I would have been at Colette’s Bachelorette party in a heartbeat. I was sad I couldn’t make it, but figured I could send a little something special for the bride-to-be. Plus I wanted to remind my friends that I do exist all the way over here in Switzerland and wish I could be there. I considered sending a glass statue of the infamous bachelorette party mascot that I found, but I worried about it arriving safely in one piece. I ended up going the more PG route.
My nephew, Noah, and I were playing house the other day. I was the mom and he was the dad and cousin Evie was our daughter. Noah went off to work and gave me a big kiss. When he came home from work, he pretended to hand me money as well as the dinner he picked up for our family. I said, “Why thank you, my husband!” He responded, “You’re very welcome.” A minute later he turned to me and asked, “Do you know why I brought you all this?” I was confused and asked why. “Because you are lucky,” he answered.
It’s not common that I find people that like to craft as much as I do, and I would have never guessed that I would find someone in Switzerland of all places. But I did, and she might actually like to craft more than I do, which I didn’t really know was possible!
We took a mid-winter tropical escape to a little island called Seychelles off the coast of Africa. We marked it our “official” honeymoon since it was a whole week vacation with just the two of us. And a honeymoon it was. We flew in to this tiny airport that felt like we were landing on the set of LOST with the lush greenery and secluded beaches. Those secluded beaches were exactly what made the trip so amazing. Warm water that was bluer than blue (on the calm days) and stretches of beach that allowed me the option of choosing whatever spot I wanted (shade please! My poor pale skin can’t handle the sun). I read books, made a bracelet, and drank fresh coconut water all the while my fish of a husband was surfing or snorkeling away in the water. Other than beach days, we toured the island, took a snorkeling trip, and wined and dined. No crazy stories, just a perfectly relaxing vacation.
In our apartment, we have all these great window sills that seemed to be asking for a hanging holiday garland. I got my supplies and set out to make a tissue paper garland that looked easy and affordable…just what I wanted for my holiday decor. Turns out I forgot to take into consideration that there is a heater right below every single window sill, which my risk averse husband would not allow a paper garland to be hanging on. I tried out a couple spots for it, and it has finally landed on our TV stand.
As you may know (since it seems to be one of the only things I can talk about these days), I’m in the midst of wedding planning. It has been surprisingly more fun than stressful, but I owe that mostly to my amazing wedding planner. She worries about the big plans like the food, venue, tables, chairs, etc and I get to worry about the fun little details that personalize the wedding to me…um…I mean…us. Luckily, he understands…he calls it, “your wedding, our marriage.” And that’s why I’m marrying him!
I have 5 best girlfriends from high school and I feel like one lucky lady. The older we get, the harder it is to see each other, but we still manage to make it work. Last year, we wanted to do something special for our “10 year anniversary” of friendship. All together now, “awww.” We have been friends since our Freshman year of high school and we wanted to plan a fun trip with all six of us to celebrate. Can you guess how long it took six busy ladies to find a weekend that worked for everyone? Over a year! But, we finally settled on a date and location and off we went.
Traditionally, spring cleaning is about getting rid of all that stuff that you don’t use or need anymore. You get rid of clothes and make room for more clothes! You reorganize, clean, and get ready for the crazy summer ahead. Well, as of late, I can’t seem to get rid of anything. Instead, things end up putting it in the “I can re-purpose this!” pile.