Errrffff. This year has been wild. I see all these memes that say, “This has been the longest year of my life” (and it’s barely Feb). That is the joke, for those of you who are less understanding of humor.
As an individual, I have had really solid moments of clarity, and some moments of how do I say this without being offensive?- mmm.. moments of shit. There, was that offensive? And not only moments of shit, but moments of feeling really shitty. Which, if you know me at all, is rare. I don’t sulk (for long, wink), and I try to keep a really good attitude. It isn’t always that easy, and recently hasn’t been easy at all.
I saw a quote yesterday, and it said:
“Be someone who makes everyone feel like a somebody”
I am pretty sure that is going to be my 2020 tagline. That is really all I had to say for now. My brain is too full with other matters to write a novel. Soon, I will return.
I am behind in posting, and I am behind in life too, so don’t be offended. I am getting to the point where I have to look at the date on the photos I take, because all the weeks are blurring together. BUT, I am not complaining by any means. I have had some eventful trips mixed up here in the last few weeks.
It was time for Stinky McGee (Crunch) to take a bath today, and he is currently staring me down like I just did the worst thing possible to him. He luckily does great in the bath, but getting him in and taking him out are NOT easy, especially when I am on my own. On top of that, he hates the blow dryer, and will just pee he is so terrified, so I let him air dry… Which is fine, except on my freshly cleaned white bed. UGH.
I do love traveling, but I love being home with this little dude, too! We have a lot of really cool friends, who like to do really cool stuff, and with them, we have created some really cool memories. Now, I assume this trip wasn’t supposed to be a girls trip, but it ended up that way, and I really can’t complain. There is something about skiing/snowboarding, LOTS of champagne, fresh air (even though it was thin as shit, hello 10,000ft elev.) and good gal pals to share it all with.
Best time, with the best girls. Nothing beats snowy mountain towns, the Franz Klammer & shopping until you drop. Why doesn’t work have Winter Break? Can I pretend it does? Now accepting applications for winter vacation blog sponsorship…
(Transition from fun to not so fun): Recently, I have been evaluating my social media presence. My greatest girlfriend and I had a really hard conversation about our social image vs who we really are, and she asked me to take a really hard look at if the two aligned, and I found in some areas it doesn’t. My blog is my truest me, I get to tell stories, I get to share things I love and why I love them. It is unapologetically me, and is a solid reflection of what I am up to. Now, other platforms, no. I found myself hiding pictures on facebook, untagging myself from things and trying to preserve the best version of myself. She asked why that was, and my response was, well, if someone looks me up, I don’t want to be misinterpreted. And that’s when it hit me. I did that to people. I looked up people before I met them, and assumed I knew them. I assumed I had things figured out. And I didn’t. It made me realize really quickly that I needed to pull away. I deleted my Facebook, and really haven’t noticed it much. I am grateful for friends who can point that stuff out, and who bring up real conversations when it is easy to be fake. Anyways, I am sure that rant was unnecessary, but it’s my blog… so?
Off to hot yoga, nothing says fun like 105 degrees and 55% humidity. Sweating the bad stuff out & moving right along.
I stopped putting dates on my blog posts since the posts date themselves, so now quirky titles will be the new focus. Recently, I feel like I haven’t had much to say worthy of the blog, so my writing has died down a bit. I was chit-chatting with a girlfriend today, who just launched her own blog, and it reminded me of how excited I was when I launched mine! I was so excited and when I started realizing other people enjoyed it, it made it even more worthwhile. Sometimes life gets in the way, and we get side tracked but I am committing to coming back, full force, and not forgetting how happy this makes me.
I spend a lot of time on airplanes, so you’d think, I would have all the time in the world to write, but between work and online shopping, there isn’t much extra air time. As another lame excuse, Crunch got the worst haircut of all time so my library of Crunch pics has taken a strong pause. He is growing though, so we will be back at it before you know it.
Moving on, Bachelor Party & Bestie. Before you go thinking we hosted a bachelor party here, I will tell you what I really mean. The Bachelor & Bachelorette have always been engaging to me. What people in their right minds sign up amongst 30 others to date 1 guy and what 1 person signs up to date 30 people at once? Seems, complicated. But none the less, people do it. Typically, I watch the first episode and then look up who wins and watch the last, but this season the gal pals and I decided to swerve the spoilers and watch the full season, while also competing in a Bachelor bracket. SO last night, my bestie was in town from CA, and we watched said episode. It was hilarious. If you haven’t seen the video of the Iowa girl (Kelsey, I googled it) attempting to drink champagne from a bottle, forgetting the concept for carbonation and giving herself a champagne shower, you must absolutely do so now. Here’s a link for your viewing pleasure: https://nypost.com/2020/01/14/bachelor-2020-power-rankings-champagne-shake-up-in-week-2/
We had a blast to say the least. And we laughed at more than just the Bachelor. It is sooo good to have good friends who listen, give advice, and drink wine with you.
Aside from Bachelor Monday, nothing else too eventful in this house. Salt Lake City was on the agenda tonight, but a reroute canceled those plans.. man, flying for free is the best, ever. It would’ve been a quick turn around with my MLK weekend plans, but traveling has become a way of life in this house. Crunch is pretty happy plans changed… but we won’t tell Max.
I am sure I will have lots more after the weekend, but until then my friends, bye-bye!
This year has already been flying by- it is already the 8th (crazy).
This year we have already traveled across 4 states, launched a new company, had a few dinner parties (and broke a chandelier), made new keto recipes and enjoyed Max being home every day (which changes today, boo!).
We had a blast at my parents cabin and our ski day was incredible. Max got me a new snowboard for Christmas, and I had NO idea the difference it would make. We had the best day, laughing, drinking, and using toe warmers.
When we got back to the cabin, my brother and his friends thought they were playing a practical joke on Max and I that would stretch far beyond our stay in Colorado. Unlucky for them, I was on to them in a second. When we were trying to find a name for Crunch, my brother threw out the name Toast, which is ridiculous, so it wasn’t even considered. While we were skiing, they made a “Toast” dog tag and swapped out the two hoping it would take us forever to notice. Max admits he never would’ve noticed, but it was the first thing I saw… #fail. Maybe next time, boys. The worst part was we didn’t change it back immediately, and now, he is still Toast. Shoot.
The Colorado Rockies really have the key to my heart. If I didn’t hate being cold so much, I would’ve considered staying another week. Luckily, we had the Jeep, because we got caught in a bit of a blizzard on the way home, but it made for some pretty pictures, so I won’t complain.
This week is back to work for both of us and we are hitting it hard. I feel like I haven’t pried myself away from my computer which has actually been really nice. Like I said somewhere in this blog sometime ago, I thrive when I am busy. A lot of the value and self worth I give myself is based on my hard work and success, so I really enjoy being back in the saddle.
Anyways, I’m off to finish dinner (yay) and clean the house… before the house cleaners come. Every busy mama knows that one! And reminisce on the picture below..
What a week, y’all. Traveling around the holidays is no joke, but when you chose a Pilot for a signifiant other, it’s mandatory.
I’m not sure where I last left off, but I am pretty sure I explained the dog debacle and our half rate solution. So let me tell you about the 13 hour road trip. I don’t remember much because I slept for most of it, but in the hours I was awake, I recall the dog acting like an angel, mom listening to true crime podcasts (a woman after my own heart) and a whole bunch of nothing out the windows. I drove for like 3 hours which meant mom drove 10.. HOWEVER, I drove in the middle, so she drove like 4.5 and 4.5. She didn’t complain, and I would’ve driven more… but since she didn’t.. I let her do her thing. We arrived shortly after 5 and mowed down some pizza #worthit.
Our dog has adapted well, and is happy as a clam having another dog his size to pick on. The two of them (my moms mini labradoodle) are BESTIES. It is the cutest thing, and makes that 13 hour drive, and the one we (meaning I) have to do back home. MOVING ON.
Max worked Christmas Day, and in an effort to make sure he wasn’t alone, I flew out to spend the day with him. Perks of free flying! So we headed to Ontario for Christmas. Luckily, since I grew up not too far from there, we still had family locally. We spent the afternoon with my uncle, aunt + cousins and it turned out to be a really great Christmas. This morning I am on a flight back to Denver + Max will be headed this way after he flies to Chicago and back, EW.
This holiday season has been a wild one, but it’s looking up for sure. I am so grateful for my sweet (and accommodating) family, for free flights to make being with everyone I love possible + coffee for making airport delays survivable.