I little late to the party

It's Wednesday already?! Can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Bad, because I've been so busy I haven't had a chance to notice, but good because it's hump day again!

Here's a few quick notes to catch you up since last friday....

Friday we bought a new washer dryer. So far I love it:)

Saturday I helped my mom unpack more while Seth hunted and then we finally got to go out for our anniversary (better late than never right?). We celebrated at The Melting Pot which I thought was pretty good, but if you follow my Instagram you might have noticed Seth wasn't a fan. AND if you follow Seth's IG you may have seen the hashtag "shitty". I believe the words "never again" may have been uttered more than once. Let's just say he's more of a steak and potatoes kinda guy. 

Guess I should have known when he said "what's fondue?!"

Sunday was your average Sunday. A little cleaning and a lot of lazy. Followed by a Senior photo shoot while Seth went hunting again. 

Monday evening after work I traveled all over the little town of Lawrence with my mom looking for lamps, mirrors, clocks and rugs for her new house. After approximately 8 stops in two hours we managed to leave Hobby Lobby with two lamps. Not sure that I would call that a "win" but I think we are going towards KC on Saturday so hopefully we will have better luck there. 

Tuesday, after spending all day at work and wanting to jump out the window, which would be hard to do since I work in a windowless room (torture), I decided to skip my workout and head home. I feel like I'm way behind on everything around the house and needed to finish editing photos anyway. It was a crappy day so I splurged and had a Pepsi. I'm obviously rationalizing my cheat with the fact that some people have a beer or a glass of wine to unwind after a #shitty day. I just have a Pepsi:)

Here's hoping things go a little better today and I can cross more off my mile long to-do list!

Happy Hump Day!

7 Quick Takes {18}

1. Chilly morning in the land of oz. Winter better slow it's roll because I need some more fall before the Wicked Witch of the North decides it's time to freeze. Cold+Julie=unhappy eskimo. Ironic since my blog name includes the word freezing? Maybe.

Since it was cold last night as well, I decided to make some soup. I must say it turned out pretty fan-freaking-tastic. Not sure what kind of soup I would call it except maybe a cheesy potato (plus some extra veggies so I wouldn't feel so guilty about eating such an unhealthy soup). Maybe soup making is my real calling in life. Thoughts to ponder. 

That's a big bowl of healthy right there!

2. You know how sometimes when you're texting two people at the same time and you accidentally call your blog friend "lovey" and let her know that you're going to shower... instead of your husband. Yeah, I don't know what that's like either. 

Better than when I called another RA sexy...

3. It's Maple Leaf Festival weekend! Yippee skippy. I'm pretty pumped to get some good food and peruse the hand-crocheted kitchen towels that this fine festival has to offer. Since when did everyone with a Pinterest account think their crafts are sellable? No, I wouldn't like to buy your mason jar modge podged like a pumpkin. I can modge podge one myself, thank you very much (after making homemade modge podge). 

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4. My parents are FINALLY moving into their house on Sunday. Praise you Jesus! It's taken a long time to build and many a problems along the way, but it's just about there. One more coat of sealer on the floors and they can start moving stuff in. Their marriage survived so I'll chalk that up to a win. 

Loving their tile backsplash!

5. Apparently Gunnar fell of the wagon and felt the need to eat some mail again. Obviously, the neighbors books delivered to their porch seemed like a good idea. Just when we thought he had outgrown it. 

6. Seth got home yesterday so we will get to celebrate our anniversary this weekend. Yay! Probably means dinner at one of our usual places. We are SO exciting! Two years down and zero anniversary days actually spent together. Maybe next year. I wonder if it's still safe to eat our cake topper that's buried in the freezer....

7. I'm on week 3 of only drinking two pops a week. Yes sir-ee. I'm doing pretty freakin darn amazing if I do say so myself. Now if only I can cut back on all the other unhealthy stuff I eat. Refer to numero uno. 

Happy weekend friends. 

Linking up with Jen.

Our Story - Part 1 - (and our 2nd Anniversary)

Happy 2 year anniversary to us! To the man that puts a smile on my face and makes my childhood dreams come true, I love you. 

Wedding Day {10-15-11}

To celebrate I thought I would write down our story and how we came to be. Since it's long, 9 years 6 months and 1 day of dating (plus about a year before), plus 2 years of marriage, I'm going to break it up into parts and post them occasionally. This is more for me and my terrible memory than anything else, so if you don't like love stories you may want to skip it. (Eventually, I will try to come back and post a few old school photos, but until then just use your imagination.)

Our Story Part 1

I was 14 and starting high school in about a month. I spent all my free time that summer of 2001 hanging out with my friends including my cousin (and best friend) Jacqueline. We are a year apart in age but both have August birthdays that put us in the same grade. I was one of the old ones and she was one of the young ones. 

Jacq's brother Andrew was 16 and played baseball which is where the story starts, a baseball field. 

I clearly remember sitting in the stands watching Andrew and his teammates out on the field. The non-baseball playing friends sat in the stands with us. They yelled out to one of the new kids that was getting ready to bat. "Wear the white helmet". Obviously the stark white helmet was more than a bit of joke, it was the dorkiest thing ever, which only made it funnier when he put it on. He turned around, laughing with the rest of us about how ridiculous it looked, but he had no problem making people laugh.  That was the first time I ever saw Seth and he made me smile. 

A few weeks later my parents were out of town and Jacqueline was going with her family to Andrew's baseball tournament in Hutchinson. Since I had nothing going on I went with her to hang out at the hotel and enjoy the rest of our summer. I remember pulling up to the Holiday Inn and the baseball team crowded around my aunt's 15 passenger van. Right there in the middle, staring at me, with his bright blue eyes was Seth, the boy in the white helmet. As the cliche says "our eyes locked" and we both smiled. At that point there was no way to know that I was looking into the eyes of my future husband but that's what it was. I couldn't tell you who the rest of the boys were that surrounded the van but I remember his face like it was yesterday. 

We spent those few days in Hutch getting to know each other between the ball games. I honestly don't remember the games at all, but I haven't forgotten how Seth and a few of the other guys (which ones I couldn't tell you) decided to run and jump fully clothed into the indoor swimming pool at the hotel. And how I forgot my contact solution so Jacq and I obviously knocked on Seth's door to see if he had any. He didn't but his mom did. How a bunch of us went for a drive in Seth's mom's SUV and he showed off his superior driving skills. 

And just like that the weekend was over and we came home, back to reality.