I took a week long hiatus from blogging last week to focus on my best friend’s wedding– and by that, I mean I barely opened my computer all week and pretty much totally forgot I had a blog, as well as how to hang anything up on a hanger. The clean up has been intense. I picked up a friend for lunch yesterday and realized I still had one of Will’s bunched up socks, an errant program, and three pairs of shoes littering the passenger’s seat of my car.
A text message I sent Will the morning of the wedding after staying up until 2 am working on my maid of honor speech:
Beepin’ autocorrect. And while I’m at it, beepin Kindara! I was clearly too busy to take my temperature and record it for you. I couldn’t even remember to pack my sparkly Golf wedding goats. Back off.
The wedding was gorgeous and joyful and wonderful and more on that later. I am still processing/waiting for people to post pictures.
It is currently Spring Break in Austin, which is basically the best worst time to be here. Just ask Obama. Weather wise, it is perfection: blue sky, no humidity, temperature holding at 80 degrees. Best of all, THE BLUEBONNETS ARE OUT, I REPEAT, THE BLUEBONNETS ARE OUT.
However, Spring Break in Austin also means SXSW, which I’m sure is great if you are a) a millionaire or b) a musician with a pass, but for everyone else it mostly means third level of hell traffic and lots of celebrity sightings. A few years ago, Jonah Hill let me over at a stoplight. Bless him.
This photo of a lot in downtown Austin went viral a few days ago… I was appalled last year when I paid $20 to an attendant wearing a “%#& everything” shirt to park in a pop up lot under the highway to go see my friend play at a nightclub at 2 pm on a Thursday. So, perspective.
My favorite part of our week so far was Sunday– Will and I were on to teach the four year olds at church, and we had a pretty small class due to Spring Break traveling. Like, only four little girls small. I don’t know if you’ve ever spent an hour and a half with four four year old little girls, but I’ve got to say, I recommend it. They are a hoot and a half.
Classroom management is not really my thing (I work with college students, not children), but I manage ok with the 10-12 kids we usually have… with four little girls, forget it. They explained the plot of Frozen to us, sang all of ‘Let it Go,’ showed us their dance moves, and informed me of how to score a goal in soccer (you kick da ball in da GOAL so everyone can cheer fo you).
While reviewing our Bible story, I asked why the Israelites were wandering in the dessert. This is the response I received:
Little girl #2: (in a whisper) My grandmother died. She was 88 and lived a good life.
Little Girl #2: (smiling like she has a secret) My grandmother died too.
Well, ok then.
At one point, we were having floor circle time (I don’t know what it’s really called) and Will was sitting in a chair. One of the girls looked at him and said “You sit down in this circle RIGHT NOW.”
I know we are supposed to ‘ban bossy’ but if that’s not bossy I don’t know what it is.
I took a few days off of work this week, and have been loading myself up with DIY projects, episodes of Friends, and lots of general catching up. It feels like everything has been nonstop since last November when Will got a job/we moved/we traveled halfway across the world, so it has felt amazing to put All the Things in All the Places. Our kitchen/dining area is finally coming together and I am loving the way it looks!
Our dining table has quickly become one of my favorite spots in the apartment. Will and I eat breakfast together every morning, so I always keep the placemats out and it makes me feel like I could host a dinner party at any moment. I just added the candlesticks today after an impromptu trip to Michaels to look for frames for our gallery wall– they were on sale for $5 a pop. I always associate white tapers with advent candles, and I have so many fond memories of my Dad making perfectly spaced marks with a red pen on a white candle December 1st, so we could burn down 1 day each night at dinner in anticipation of Christmas. After dinner, we would sing carols from the blue carol books my mom put in the napkin basket and carefully monitor the candle to make sure it wasn’t burning past the current day. Just putting these candles out made me so grateful for our dining table- we have already made so many memories around this beast of a thing (which I bought a week before we signed our lease on a 530 square foot apartment!) and I love imagining that someday our kids might remember their time spent around this same table.
Hopefully I will have more of our apartment completed by the end of the week- right now, I am ikea hacking some nightstands, greek key-ing some curtains for our bedroom, and curating a gallery wall for our living room. I am a pretty sloppy yet enthusiastic DIY-er, so fingers crossed nothing goes terribly wrong!