Where Does the Time Go?

Some how the days go by too quickly and I can't seem to find enough time to do everything I want to each day. Clearly blogging is one of the things I don't get to.

Right now, things are pretty hectic. There are just four months until my wedding, and I'm starting to feel like there isn't enough time. There will be, but it's starting to be crunch time. We had the tent measurements last weekend, and I had a minor (read: major)  freak out about how big the tent was and how horrible everything I was planning would look in such a huge space. So we switched up the tents, and I think we have it solved. The 40x80 monstrosity is no longer. And this weekend is all about invitations. The DIY stuff is totally cost effective, but time consuming. Luckily I have awesome bridesmaids who are willing to spend their weekend with a pair of scissors and red construction paper.

Home life is crazy too. We thought about moving this year, but then ruled it out because our lease is up two days after our wedding, and we didn't want to spend out honeymoon packing or moving. Now we're thinking about moving again. We've out grown our starter apartment and are ready for an upgrade. We're hoping that people will be generous enough to get us great stuff for our wedding, and we don't really want to put the new stuff in the old place. I'm not sure it's actually a possibility, but we're thinking about it again.

I'm so happy the weekend is here, and the good weather! There a few chillier days still lingering, but it's definitely not winter any more. And in just one week I'll be in New Mexico again! I cannot wait. There's only so long I can go without the mountain air and my bff.

Black Ties and Pink Flowers

Sometimes a night out in fancy dress is all you need to set life straight again. We danced, we laughed, we drank, we had a great time. I'm so happy I have a wonderful family and friends in my life that keep me sane.

And all for a GREAT cause. Does it get any better?

What a Week

It has been a long week. I am so glad it's Friday and that the weekend is here. I just need a life break. I even had yesterday off from work (a birthday present to myself), but there's a lot that came up this week that I couldn't have expected.

I had a happy week in a lot of ways because I had a great birthday and the weather was really nice (until today), but it's been emotional. My sister is going through a tough patch and it's hard to see her so sad. I have cried a lot for her, and because I can't do a lot to help (not to worry, it's nothing medical or life-threatening, just life stuff). Crying takes a lot out of you, and I'm ready for a rest.

We have a great event tomorrow night for Fenway Community Health, that I'm really looking forward to, so the plan for tonight is to haul up at home on the couch. It's raining again, so a nice movie night with the hubs-to-be is just what I need. Hopefully I can get my beauty sleep tonight!

Quarter Life Crisis

Tomorrow I turn 25. It's been an interesting year. Definitely a good year, but hopefully next year will be even better.

It's a very strange feeling to be turning 25. I have always though it would be a great age to be. People take you seriously, but you're not TOO old. Now that I really face the age, I'm feeling very old.

It came faster than I realized it would... I can remember being really young and trying to figure out how old I would be in 2000. 15! wow! I was going to be 15! Gosh. Well that was 10 years ago! I was in high school. I couldn't drive a car. No one would hire me to do anything but babysit, and I still thought scrunchies were a perfectly wonderful fashion statement. Thankfully, all that has changed.

This year, as a 25 year old, I will be getting married. I will work as a full time salaried employee for the whole year. I own a car. I no longer own any scrunchies and even if I wanted to, I'd be able to buy it with my own money and go to the mall all by myself to get it.

I don't know what I expected my life to be like at 25, and I definitely can't complain about what I've got, but I just can't believe I'm here.

Weekend in DC

This weekend was fantastic. The weather was good, not perfect, but nice enough to go out, without being too nice, which kept the crowds away. The cherry blossoms were starting to open and the outlet shopping was a success. It was nice to get out of Boston for a few days and enjoy another city. It made me miss living in DC a little. I love the history and the buildings that make DC what it is. Of course nothing could be more home than Boston is, but I do enjoy the District a lot.

The Top Five Moments of the Weekend

5. Getting much needed manis and pedis in sketchy Chinatown

4. Seeing one of my really good friends from home in the District (we had to both be there on vacation to see each other! So wonderfully random).

3. Having Potbelly's turkey sandwiches for lunch...Saturday and Sunday!

2a. Visiting my other boyfriend Abe Lincoln (yes, he's my favorite president and yes, I love him) 

2b. Getting an AWESOME deal on the bag I wanted for Christmas at the outlets. Like 70% off good.

1. Asking my non-Welsh friend from Wales what the Terra Cotta warriors are made of (turns out they're made of terra cotta. Who knew?)

Overall, a great time. We saw the sites and took in some culture (the Terra Cotta warriors were so awesome). Getting home Monday in the rain was a whole lot less fun. But I made it. And it has finally stopped raining in Boston, so it's good to be home.

Our Nation's Capital

Someone has to deal with the health-care reform thing, so I'm off to DC to do it myself.Well...not really. But I am going to DC for the weekend! Maybe I'll have a stop and chat with good old B.O. and get some serious answers out of him.

Probably not though. I'll be too busy having fun with my non-Welsh friend from Wales. We're having Dim Sum and going outlet shopping. We're even spending one night with the Terra Cotta Army (which is not an armed force of potted plans, as it turns out). Be jealous. It's going to be amazing.

House Guests and Wishes

My birthday is in less than two weeks, and I am so excited. I love my birthday. Some people don't like to mention their big day, but not me. I'll tell everyone I know everyday for two weeks, and want to feel completely special on the day of. I think birthdays are fun and should absolutely be celebrated. This year is the big 2-5 for me. It's not old in the grand scheme of life, but it's the oldest I've ever been! And I think it's a great age. People take you more seriously at 25, but still don't consider you old. Ideal, I think.

I always make a wish list for my birthday. It's not that any one has to get my a gift, or that I'll be disappointed if I don't get them or anything like that. I happen to have a wonderfully generous family who often does give presents, so I make sure they know what I'd like. It makes their life easier and there is no waste (yes, I think another pair of slippers that I never wanted in the first place is waste). This year I would REALLY like a brand spanking new amazing camera...but that a little outside the birthday budget, so I'll just keep dreaming about being the proud owner of one of these puppies. Sigh. Some day.

On an equally interesting note, my sister and her boyfriend have moved into my tiny apartment. They were living out in the 'burbs, but have just sold their house to move back to the city (because it's better here). But of course their apartment is not ready to be moved into, so they are on our couch. It's cozy having four people in our place, but it's fun. I love my sister and would do anything for her. Hopefully I still feel the same by the time she moves out...