Well, it’s been a while, so I’ve got a whole lot of life lately to cover!
Back in June (I told you it’s been a while…), Will took his first CFA exam after six long months of intense studying. Let me just say, I have never seen such dedication in my life. Or so many flashcards. I’m so very proud of him. I believe we celebrated by going to dinner? And probably eating ice cream? That sounds about right?
I forced him to take this picture.
We bought a new car!!!!
I bought my current car when I was 22, right after I got my first real grown up job and moved into my first real grown up apartment. It was already five years old, had minor hail damage, a CD player (I was used to cassette tapes, this quite literally blew my mind), and a thin layer of dust on everything that never went away. I could not have imagined a more beautiful car. After eight years with me, she is not such a beauty anymore (I managed to back her into a fence about a year ago, and it all went downhill from there), but I have so many wonderful memories in that car. It has hauled my booty all over town (and a few other towns too), often on less than 1/4 tank of gas because I never learn my lesson about filling up before it hits empty. I have spent inordinate amounts of time in those faded cloth seats, mostly in traffic, but also talking to friends, listening to books, praying, crying, laughing, making to-do lists and usually wrapping my shower gift or writing a card at stoplights because I was running late. Every significant coming and going of my 20’s was in that car.
Anyway. We feel very #blessed to have at least one high functioning vehicle, and we sold my car to some friends of ours who were moving from a one car household to two, so I can still visit and maybe sit in her from time to time.
The new car has yet to be named, but I’m leaning toward Evelyn, my very favorite girl’s name growing up, which Will has already nixed for our future spawn (for the best, I’ve named many a doll/character/stuffed animal Evelyn, it’s a lot for a child to live up to).
Some of our friends got married in Vail in mid-June, so we made the no-brainer decision to make an extended weekend of it with Holly and Jeff. Jeff found us an amazing little two bedroom condo on VRBO with a patio that backed straight up to a rushing creek, and we had a super relaxing few days up in the mountains.
On the second day, we hiked the Booth Lake Trail, which was about an hour and a half up to some beautiful falls. The views were incredible, and even though Will and Jeff are both marathon runners, Holly and I held our own like true mountaineers!
Look at her go!
The wedding was all kinds of fun and fancy, case in point–the reception was on top of a mountain:
It’s worth noting, we also languished over long breakfasts we cooked ourselves, took mid-afternoon reading breaks and watched a lot of Shark Tank. I kind of want all of my vacations from now on to go this way.
I turned 30!(!!!!!)
My birthday is the day before Fourth of July, which often works in my favor as everyone gets the following day off. This year it fell on a Monday, and since I just started a new job and have a big event coming up, I spent the day itself in my office plugging away, however, I got four glorious days of celebrating- my sister hosted a party for me on Saturday eve, which was low key and lovely (and ended with sparklers at 11 pm, as any sensible adult party should), and then Will’s parents came into town on Sunday and took us out to dinner. Will and I went to happy hour on Monday, and then we had a small family party on the fourth with my parents. It was a really sweet weekend, with little to no ‘getting older’ angst- I think I got that out of the way for 28 and 29. I was surprised at how glad I was to see my twenties go- not because they were bad, I actually loved most of my twenties (20-24 were a little complicated; things got better), but because I’m ready to be out of the trenches of early adulthood and cast a lens of nostalgia on the whole decade. Bring it on, 30’s! I hear I’m going to start caring less what people think of me… I’m ready for that to start, oh let’s say, right now.
For my party, Holly baked the most amazing four layer cookie cake there ever was, complete with her own homemade ice cream.
It was heavenly.
One of my friends snapped a sister pic as the party was winding down:
… and we had clairvoyantly coordinated our outfits, as per usual.
Me and my sweet mama! My mom is the best celebrator of birthdays- when we were growing up, she would decorate the door to our bedroom with one of her birthday paper plates, and always made sure we had a special family party with our favorite dinner, a cake decorated with the same decorations from her box in the pantry, and a few gag gifts mixed in with our regular gifts to make us laugh (I got a Justin Beiber book this year, in case you’re wondering). I am so grateful for the way she always made birthdays super special- I hope to do the same for our kids someday.
We celebrated Fourth of July with some paddling pool/cook out/’MERICA goodness in my sister’s backyard:
We ate, drank, and popped somewhere in the area of 150 water balloons. Ben briefly got over his fear of fireworks and sparklers only to burn his hand on a sparkler immediately after it finished it’s sparkling. Because, life. Edited for teenage Lolly, who has taken to hanging out in only her diaper, and may object to this picture being on the internet. 🙂
Happy Weekend to all!