Wedding Photos

1 year, 8 months and 11 days after my wedding I FINALLY have a wedding photo on my wall! 

It's a freakin' miracle!

That's right, it's bigger than my head.

Obviously you are thinking to yourself that surely, I AM, the master of procrastination? You would be right young grasshopper, I AM.

Because of my knowledge and deep interest in the subject I have decided to share with you all the tips to being a Procrastinator. That's right, all aboard the lazy train because we are taking a ride to the Procrastination Station!

Step 1: Be Lazy.
Lounge on your couch for as many hours a day as possible. Only get up to go the fridge, or the junk food cabinet. Make sure if you have to use the bathroom you make it worth your while and hit the fridge again on the way back to your butt indented couch. And yes, a butt indented couch is a real thing. I have one.

Step 2: Be indecisive.
Whenever you have a million things to do, spend hours deciding what you should do first, and what you should put off 'til later. By the time you're done deciding it will be too late to accomplish anything. 

Step 3: I'll figure this out later.

Three steps will obviously suffice at the Procrastination Station. Now get out there and procrastinate people! After a couple days that is. If you want to. 

How to be more productive

I've figured out how to make your life more productive and I'm sharing the secret!

Start a blog. 

Yep, that's all you have to do. (Well you have to write in it too, obviously.)

Seriously, since I have started blogging, my life has gotten way more productive. Everytime I see, do, or think something, I think to myself, "hmm, I wonder if this would make a good blog post?" or "wow, this would make a good blog post." 

Is that pathetic? Is that what all bloggers do? As I've said, I'm new to the blog world, but I can't help but think that I'm not the only one thinking these thoughts. 

I also don't think I'm the only one that does things around my house or in my life so that I have good blogging material. Honestly, if I wasn't productive my life blog would look something like this. 

Woke up.

Went to work.

Came home.

Watched tv Downton Abbey.

Went to bed. 

As wonderful a blog as that would make, I like to think that my 3 readers deserve a little more. 

So now that blogging has entered my life... 

I craft.

Here

I bake. 

Here

Sometimes decorate or DIY some type of upcycled randomness. 

Here

I look for bargains. 

Here

I garden. 

Here

I clean. 

This room is in the process of being cleaned/organized. Here

I organize. (See above)

And, I document. (See above)

That's right, I take pictures of anything and everything that I'm doing, eating, visiting. Then, when I'm inspired to post, I have some lovely little photos to go right around with the writings. 

I would like to point out that I did (and still do) all the things listed above before blogging. And, I don't just do those things because I have a blog. However, I do some of the items more frequently than I use to. I don't procrastinate nearly as much and I get excited about doing some of the items that I might otherwise dread. Overall, blogging has, so far, been a positive influence in my life and I hope the productiveness continues. 

Since my husband benefits from some of the items above, I would say that he enjoys my productive blog life as well:) 

xoxo,

Julie

Throwback Thursday: Prom

This past Saturday one of my beautiful cousins was going to her first prom so I went to take some photos for her mom (my aunt).

Anyways, it got me thinking about my first prom, what seems like oh so many years ago. It was 2002 and I was a freshman in high school. At our high school you could only go to prom as a freshman or sophomore if you were asked by an upperclassman. Well, I remember walking down the hallway and one of the Senior boys that I ran track with stopped me and managed to nervously get out the words, "will you go to prom with me?" I don't remember exactly what I said but I'm pretty sure it was something along the lines of, "I'll have to ask my mom?" Haha. Surprised he didn't change his mind right then.

A little background info though...My mom always said I wasn't allowed to "date"until I was 16. I was only 15 when I got asked to prom.

So, I did what I'm sure only I would do, I made a list. I wrote my mom a letter and attached the list of all the reasons why I thought I should be allowed to go to prom. I wish now I had the list, or maybe I don't because it's probably embarrassing. The list worked though! My mom let me go to prom. I'm sure it was the list that persuaded her to let me go. Or, maybe it was that the guy was just a friend and she knew that this guy would never be more than a friend. Either way though I got to go.

Fast forward several weeks to April 14. The day Seth and I started dating (again, and for good, but that's another story). He wanted me to tell the other guy that I couldn't go to prom anymore because we were dating again. I refused to ditch my current prom date because I felt like it would be so mean to do only two weeks before prom. Plus, I'm sure I was afraid my mom would change her mind about letting me go to prom if it was with my boyfriend.

The day of prom finally arrived. I went with my cousin, Jacqueline, to get our hair done and then got home to do our makeup. Sadly, I wasn't in the same dinner group as Jacq or Seth. Well, my prom date arrived at my house so we could take photos. With him, was another couple, his best friend and his date , the girl Seth just broke up with. Talk about AWKWARD. I'm all, "Hi, I'm going to prom with a guy I'm not dating and the guy I wish I was going with just broke up with you to date me. Let's go to dinner!" Okay, I didn't say that but pretty sure it couldn't have made things more awkward.

Gotta love a good cowboy theme:)

We made it through photos and then went to dinner at some swanky place inside a bank. No idea what I ate or what we talked about. All I remember is everyone setting there kind of awkward and quiet the whole time. Did I mention it was awkward?

Luckily we got through dinner and then headed to the dance where I sorta ditched my date to hang out with Seth. Is that bad? I still feel kinda bad about it but I also had a great time where I don't think I would have otherwise. I guess I like to rationalize it by telling myself that my date knew he was going with someone that was dating someone else. Still kinda bad I know.

After prom our high school has an awesome All Night Prom. You play tons of games, jump on giant inflatables, gorge yourself on food and then win some really cool prizes. If my memory serves me correctly, this was the year where there was a cowboy theme.

Basically, it was a fantastic (and awkward) first prom experience. So glad my mom let me go:) Who would have guessed that nine and a half years later I would marry that cute blue eyed boy that didn't get to take me to prom!

Okay, this is from my Senior year but it's all I have on my computer. Maybe I will dig out the hard copies of the Freshman photos some time. 

Almost like a wedding dress.