Things I’ve Been Doing Instead of Blogging

Prior to this post, I had not even logged in to WordPress since my last post on July 17th. Woah.

Pineapples are clearly the new peonies. For some reason, I find that these look way more “Here’s my pineapple. I’m trying too hard” than a picture of fresh flowers.

N tried (key word, TRIED) to veto Spice Girls “Wannabe” from our wedding playlist. Oh hell no.

I became a notary. I’m super official.

I made grilled cheese (results here) and hash browns in my waffle maker. Both were Next up: waffle brownies.

I’m having an intense love affair with Philadelphia. I may have even said “I’m never leaving”.


I haven’t finished a book in a very long time but I have re-watched all of New Girl and the whole season of Odd Mom Out. It rocked, in case you were wondering.

I finally watched 50 Shades of Grey and seriously, what was everyone complaining about? Not bad. Not bad at all. [Please don’t judge me.]

I’ve joined the cult that is Pure Barre. I wanted to not love it but then I did. I’m 10 classes in. Let me know if you’d want a review.

On that note, I’m not sure about how I feel about blatantly being my stereotype. Last weekend I walked to Pure Barre wearing black leggings, a top knot, drinking an iced coffee, and I could not have been any more basic if I tried. Now if only my leggings were Lululemon and not Marshalls sale rack…

Complete with dog hair.
Complete with dog hair.

I don’t know how people work full-time, exercise regularly, maintain a blog, and have children. Like totally clueless. I can’t even handle the first three. Obviously.

My exercise routine is really A+ right now. I’m on my third month of regular exercise. 18 days in June. 18 days in July. 8 days so far in August. BOOM.

My super official, purple check mark tracking system.

I’m 27 and I got bottle service for the first time last weekend. Note: bottle service is ridiculous, overpriced, but still really fun.

I spent at least 6 hours (this is not an exaggeration) scrolling through the Rent the Runway app before I took the plunge and reserved something for an upcoming black tie wedding. Fingers crossed that the dress a) gets to me on time and b) actually fits.

I’ve decided to go nearly platinum blonde. I figure if I’m going to be the palest person in the room, I may as well have pale hair to match. I’ll let you know on August 29th if it was a terrible idea.

Still confused about what people find stressful about wedding planning. I’ve been told by several people that it’s “all the little, last-minute details” that gets stressful. I kind of think that its only as stressful as you choose to let it be.

We sent out our Save the Dates today. You can check them out here. The hardest part was making sure we spelled the names of N’s family members right. Persians love their vowels.

I’m over playing the blogging game. My blogging inspiration has always come in waves but it’s never been non-existent like it is now. I just cannot bring myself to care. I don’t want to write a list post. I don’t want to stage an Instagram photo. I don’t want to sit in front of a screen each night, sitting next to a man who loves me and deserves my attention far more than strangers on the internet (sorry, guys). I don’t want to go to bed past midnight and spend the whole next day exhausted just because “I have to get this post finished”. I’m not sure how I’m going to do this in the future but it won’t be the way I was doing it. It was too consuming. I’m working on doing this crazy thing where I try to live my life more. Maybe it’s the summer or maybe blogging and I just fell out of love. I guess we’ll see.

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