So, I’ll be honest: I’ve had a rough summer. Every time I have a major life transition, I completely underestimate how hard change is for me- even good change. Moving to a new job at the start of this summer really did me in, and I feel like I am just now starting to get my bearings (on life). Lest I bore you with my color coded spreadsheets and whinges about how people don’t give you their dietary restrictions in advance of their trip through the buffet line (but still expect a vegan option), I’ve put together a little bit of my life lately, the good parts version:
I spent a week at the end of July at a conference for my new job up in the Rocky Mountains. It was so amazingly beautiful up there and I saw a double rainbow, so I took a picture: Cue this guy.
Will and I went to a wedding for one our friends last weekend, and had an abnormal amount of fun. I mean, we always have fun at weddings, but this was a TOP.NIGHT. I think it had something to do with these glow stick tubes that really enhanced our dance moves… Living our best life.
Some sweet friends brought me dinner the week before my conference when I was up to my eyeballs in flight changes and last minute details (and usually some random organization project because if my work life feels out of control, I feel the best way to deal with it is by purging my sock drawer), and they included this chocolate for dessert:
Drop everything and go buy this chocolate. NOW. It was one of the best things I have ever tasted. EVER. I’ve linked it on Amazon, though you can get it at Whole Foods or Walmart (randomly) for around $4. DO IT.
Every summer, our small group at church cobbles together a worship night, which may sound weird or cheesy or reminiscent of summer camp campfire sing-a-longs from 80’s movies, but it’s always wonderful. A few people bring guitars, and someone prints off the lyrics, and we just praise Jesus for 45 minutes.
Also, how beautiful is my friend Michelle’s house?? We used to squish our 20 person small group into our very medium sized living room, so we are very grateful for the shoulder/bottom space (and our super kind hosts who have amazing decorating style).
Annnnnd for perhaps the highlight of my summer: I SAW JOHN MAYER IN CONCERT!!!!!!!!
I have a complicated history with JM, as he came out with ‘Your Body is a Wonderland’ when I was a freshman in high school and I thought he was a country singer (?) and gross (I now love country music, and have upgraded him from ‘gross’ to ‘troubled in a good way’). He kept showing up over the years, and often times with songs I felt vaguely annoyed by… but then something changed, and that something was a song called ‘In Your Atmosphere.’ It may be my favorite song ever. And that was the gateway to so.many.good songs. Gravity. Love on the Weekend. Slow Dancing in a Burning Room. St. Patrick’s Day. Born and Raised. Anyway, I’m a fan fifteen years in the making.
I went with a few girlfriends, and screamed so much my voice was hoarse the next day. We were pretty pumped about the whole thing (hence the screaming), as evidenced from this blurry parking lot selfie: One of the girls I went with formerly worked for Live Nation, so she was able to get us crazy good seats too!
In all his glory!!
On a side note about it being a rough summer, I really did not enjoy The Bachelorette this season, and was so bummed by the way the tide was turning with Rachel, I actually skipped out on the finale. It was like watching a sweet, beautiful, kind, strong friend get a really ugly haircut you know she is going to regret immediately and will take forever to grow out….except it wasn’t a haircut, it was a kind of sketch dude who has been on multiple reality television shows and has no boundaries with his mom.
I really hope she and Bryan work out (if that’s what she wants?), and I acknowledge that these shows have crazy editing and I’m not getting the big picture… but it played out like every bad relationship I have ever seen where everyone is against the pretty boy play boy and the girl keeps saying ‘I know, but you don’t know him!’ and honey, we know him, we’ve all basically dated him, and it’s NOT a good idea. Anyway, every happiness to those on the Bachelorette/Bachelor franchise, especially Eric, who I would hire to do morning affirmations for me, and Peter/Dean, who I hope enjoy a lifelong friendship.
Happy weekend to all (and seriously, love yourself, buy the chocolate).