Usually fall flies by in a whirlwind of activity, and I barely blink from the time school starts to Thanksgiving. This year however, fall has felt really really long. But like, in a good way. Like in a ‘let’s capture these little moments and hold onto them kind of way.’ And maybe also in a bad way… like a ‘I feel three years old now than I was in August’ kind of way. I don’t know what to make of it.
Obviously I’ve been a little bit behind on the blogging, so let’s catch up on a few of the big things I did this fall…
*I worked. A ton. My office mate and I undertook three new events for the fall and launched a new program. It was intense.
As an Event Coordinator, there is a moment during every event where I think, ‘this is the worst, this is the literal worst. Why do I do this to myself!? No more. I’m quitting.’
There is also always a moment when I think, ‘this is the best.job.ever!! I can’t believe I’m getting paid to do this!’
These moments are usually within about 5 minutes of each other.The job comes with swag (er).
*We went to Dallas. In early September, we took a quick trip up to Dallas to visit Will’s family and get my wedding band. I’ve been wearing a $20 rhinestone band with my engagement ring for the past two years, so it felt amazing to get a real one!
Every time we go we make a plan to visit the house where my grandparents lived while we were growing up. Fast forward 2 1/2 years and here we are! Best laid plans, you know? Despite some extreme morning face (mine), this picture makes me so happy! A sweet young couple lives in the house now, and the husband was only too happy to snap this photo for us (or, I assume he was only too happy to do it, I’m not sure he had much of a choice after we showed up unannounced while he was mowing his lawn and asked for a picture). I have so many good memories in that house- Christmases and Thanksgivings and summers; late nights watchings movies and eating junk food and playing dress up in my grandmother’s clothes. We didn’t end up going in the house, which I’m glad about – the previous owners had completely remodeled it and it looked gorgeous and modern from the pictures online. I’d like to remember it the way it was- cozy and happy and full of all the wonderful, familiar, old things.
In the afternoon, Will’s little brother took us to view his fancy downtown office, and we spent some time playing in the park…You’re alright, Dallas.
*Will turned 28 and ran 32 miles, uphill (at the same time, y’all).
I could not tell you why this picture is sideways but it’s probably for the best.
Will is by far the most disciplined, hardcore person I know. When he puts his mind to something, he does it. After months of serious training (and serious stretching), Will completed his first ultra on his birthday LIKE A BOSS. I, sadly, was not there to see him cross the finish line as this was the one Saturday of the entire semester I had an event, but I was there to bake him brownies and get him tacos afterwards, so, you know, that has to count for something.
My favorite quote from the whole experience:
Me: How were you feeling at the end?
Will: I mean, pretty bad. I couldn’t keep food down.
Me: What do you mean? Like, you were throwing up?
Will: No, I would just eat something and then spit it up back up.
Me: That is the textbook definition of throwing up.
We are unequally yoked. If I was baby birding my food in any context, I would have flat out thrown in the towel, much less while traversing rocky terrain in the middle of nowhere, but Will finished strong! And in the top 20! He is amazing.
*My sisters and I went on our annual weekend retreat to the JW Marriot in San Antonio. I have no pictures, because we were too busy sipping drinks poolside and floating the lazy river to take any, but it was a lovely, relaxing trip as always.
*I read some books. I’ve been on a big non-fiction/self help/lady writer kick recently, but I’m going full fledged historical fiction and fantasy for winter because I’ve gotten myself tangled up in this mess…
I just started The Lake House by Kate Morton last night, and I’m totally hooked. There is no one in a kilt on a moody moor, but I’ve decided to be ok with that.
*We took my mom to see Newsies for her (early) birthday. Newsies, the sleeper movie musical hit where CHRISTIAN BALE sings his little heart out while wearing a bandana and calling himself Cowboy, was the joy and happiness of my middle school and high school existence. I watched it constantly. I read Newsies fan fiction. I wrote Newsies fan fiction (yes). My mom gave me the DVD for Christmas one year and I cried. I CRIED. If it had been an Amex commercial, you would have cried too. But it wasn’t. It was just a normal family Christmas and DVD’s weren’t that big at the time, especially for movies that had come out five years earlier, so it was a big deal. A big awkward deal.
Anyway, the musical was wonderful. It’s not Bill Pullman + Christian Bale + the voice of the guy from A Goofy Movie wonderful, but it’s pretty great nonetheless.
And that’s a wrap on September! Grateful for adventures and a life that allows me to do fun things with people I love. Occasionally grateful for my job, but working on it.