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Six Year Anniversary

Six Year Anniversary

Six years. That's a long time. We're almost 30! I think it's safe to say, we're really doing this adult-ing thing, and slaying it at that.

Our annual anniversary photo is not my favorite haha or maybe it is, I mean, it's kind of Willow's first one so that makes it pretty great in itself. It's tough getting a baby and puppy to cooperate for something like this. Especially when there's no one behind the camera to look at. And ESPECIALLY when your crazy old lady neighbor won't leave you alone to take the one dang picture you try to take every year! Go away, please, we need to take this picture and get to dinner before baby has a "it's bedtime!!!" meltdown! Kthxbye! :) 

The Redhead Survival Guide

The Redhead Survival Guide

Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone! I was thinking about this lovely holiday which gives us an excuse to wear green, pinch people, and drink whisky (the Irish are so charming). And I thought, what could I write about in regard to this day? Oh, right, I live with two redheads. Those of you who don't have a lot of experience with the mystical ginger 2% of the population may think "oh lord, like the color of your hair makes you so special." But, I'm sorry to tell you, you're clearly not well versed in this field and since I am married to a redhead, and have actually created one myself (learned that trick in Advanced Baby Making 402), I'm going to deem myself an expert on this topic and share all my secrets with you now. Secrets of survival if you will.

Five Year Anniversary

Five Year Anniversary

Yesterday, Erik and I celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary. Actually, we kind of celebrated it all weekend long... but in the most casual manner possible. With Willow due to arrive in three days, maybe less maybe more, I think we both had this cloud of "this is it, no more just you and me time for a loooooong time" floating around in our heads. Neither of us said anything about that, but I think we felt especially connected this weekend because of it.

The First Fight

The First Fight

My master bedroom project is still in the works so unfortunately I don't have that to share with you today. And unfortunately, because my "office" space is in my master bedroom, my desktop is currently disassembled while I await my new desk's arrival. This means I don't have easy access to typical photo catalog... that's not to say I couldn't hook up my external hard drive to my laptop and boom, problem solved, but I'm using all this as an excuse to write a blog post with words. Because that used to be all I did. Back in the early days of blogging, it was never about the pictures. And it's definitely fun to revisit that sense of freedom that words give you.

Erik is 28

Erik is 28

This is just a quick post for my most favorite person on the day we celebrate you being around all the time. I know my life wouldn't be the same if you hadn't been born a couple weeks after me, a couple hospitals down the road. I like to joke that if I hadn't been a preemie we might have been born together, but I don't need a storybook beginning for us, not when I live a storybook life every day. That's certainly not to say that life is a fairytale, that would never be right or realistic. But it's exactly what I want it to be because I have you every day, making things better, more fun, and more interesting. Always more interesting.

Some Florida Sunshine

Some Florida Sunshine

You may have noticed... I kind of disappeared last week. I'm looking at my last blog post and it's full of SNOW. That seems like it was forever ago. When I gave myself the freedom to not blog if I didn't want to blog, I feel like I got a little carried away with that. We were on vacation the past week, which you definitely know if you follow me on Instagram or Facebook!, but in hindsight, I feel like I should have posted something on the blog about that to let people know. Especially if I'm going to consider the blog the most authentic way of sharing myself with internet land.

The Good Date

The Good Date

The Good Date came almost a year after The Bad Date. Like I said before, Erik and I were friends before we went on our first date. So for a year, we sort of pretended that first bad date never happened. We saw each other around school, at various gatherings, and everything was peachy keen. 

What Erik Had to Say

What Erik Had to Say

Guys. Today is such a treat. For you and for me. Someone casually mentioned in my last edition of the Team Power Awesome story that it would be entertaining to see Erik's perspective on some of this. Well! Erik liked that idea and this weekend he wrote up a version of his own for your reading enjoyment. I have not altered a word of his text (much to Erik's dismay). And it is quite long. Apparently, all this time, Erik has needed a blog to fully express himself! Forgive him for the length. I'm sure he was thinking he'd never have this glorious opportunity again. Without further ado... enjoy our first meeting and date from Erik's perspective.

He even titled it :)