Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Welcome back to the blog




What the hell have I been doing for an entire month that I haven't had time to post on this blog?  Oh, I don't know, things like painting my deck, and going to a wedding, and turning 29 (eek!), and getting new central AC installed, and going on a job interview, and basically watching as the month of July RACED out the door, leaving just a little sliver of summer behind. 

So yea, things have been busy.  As if they're ever not busy.  Most of the time I've been having fun, sipping a cold one, and overall enjoying life.  The job interview was.....interesting.  It's definitely not a for sure thing at this point and my mind isn't completely made up one way or the other, so regardless of what happens at least I can chalk the whole thing up to a character building experience.  The central AC has basically changed my life, and I can't believe we've lived in our house for four years without it.  Even though Pullman summers don't last as long as other areas, when it gets in the 90's and it's over 80 degrees inside the house, I would sell a kidney just to have cool air coming through the vents.  Luckily I got to keep all my internal organs this time around, and still ended up with AC!  Heck of deal. 

Dean was the best man at a wedding this past weekend, and it was quite a lovely affair.  He also looked incredibly handsome in his tux, and delivered his best man speech wonderfully.  I was quite proud.  What is it about men when they put on a tuxedo?  It's like they turn into GQ models and you wonder if this is really your husband or some very beautiful imposter.  I'm so used to seeing him in Carharts and sweaty work shirts I sometimes forget how nicely he can clean up.

Oh, and last week I had a birthday and turned 29.  It wasn't a very momentous birthday as we were en route to Portland for the wedding and I had a bachelorette party to attend that night, but it was a birthday nonetheless.  Next year will be the end of my twenties and the beginning of my thirties.  That's some sort of milestone, right?  I'm not in panic mode yet, nor do I think I will be anytime soon.  I feel like I'm kind of over the whole "age" thing.  I had my quarter life crisis at 25, maybe even a couple years before that, and now I've decided I don't have enough energy to worry about how old I am and what it means in the grand scheme of things.  As if it has to mean anything in the first place.  Moving on.....

Now that I'm more or less "back" I'm going to try and dedicate more time to this space and see if I can get back in some kind of groove.  I know, I know, those promises have been made and broken before, but it's the thought that counts, right?  Only time will tell. 

On the docket for tomorrow:  the royal baby and why I'm just so obsessed Kate Middleton.