july daily

1: packing 2: painting 3: partying 4: katy perry's movie 5: gelato at the beach 6: hot tubbin 7: top of the empire state building 8: mitt in the hamptons 9: packing again 10: doin work 11: junk food date 12: silent disco 13: clean house 14: fidels for a pre-bday 15: family day 16: encinitas 17: car owners 18: made with love 19: off to AZ 20: pioneer village 21: race day 22: church pic 23: ikea date 24: loot from mom 25: walk in the park 26: jray turns 30 27: olympic kick-off 28: brunch at bubby's 29: strange stache 30: shake shizzle 31: see you later


amen sister

im trying not to spin into a flown panic as I try to navigate through the next few weeks. so much to do and so little time, but mostly changes that I don't know how to anticipate.

its a funny thing anticipation. on the one hand it gives me great joy. a huge part of the fun of a vacation or a holiday for me is the anticipation. but that is because I am anxiously awaiting something I know and understand. anticipating something unfamiliar is a whole different story.


so right now I feel like im swinging my arms and thrashing my legs in the water against the oncoming swell of a massive wave, hoping it will pass without working me over too much.

there's lots to tell you about and of course too many pictures to post. catch-up is on my list, but I'm not going to get to it for a few days. the next few days my biggest priority will be deep breathes. I did however read this the other day on one of my
favorite blogs. for now leaving you with something that just makes too much sense to me not to share: 

"i consider myself a strong and independent woman. imperfect but also impossibly strong. relatively intelligent with an improbably fantastic group of friends.

but do i long for a man? yes, absolutely.

every shred of scientific evidence suggests that the reason we are here in this earth-bound-human-form is to make connections and form bonds. the bonds with friends being one, the bonds with family another, and the bond with a romantic partner all-together-different still.

i never realized that wanting a man--wanting to share my life with a man--made me less of a woman. made me somehow weak and an embarrassment to my sex. are the two things mutually exclusive? when did we as women do this too each other? is this the great, lasting legacy of women's lib?

because i don't want it. that's not the legacy i'll choose to take.

i am a strong, independent woman. and my desire for a man neither makes me more or less of these things.
it simply is--and it is mine.

it makes me human. in need of sustenance. in the form of touch and affection and love.

but in wanting to find a partner--in wanting to choose the right partner--i want the man who compels me to be more. more of myself. who demands that i be as honest and as true and as good as i am capable of. and so in that sense yes, i want the man who will make an honest woman out of me. honest, having nothing to do with sin or sex or needing a man to complete me, but everything to do with allowing me to by myself--imperfect and messy and flawed in more ways the i care to share here."

so grateful jordan made is making an honest woman out of me.


get into the groove

a few things to inspire some movement in your life:
+too true, good one amy poehler
+you gotta do what you gotta do
+on pointe
+the ride of his life
+a different kind of app
+I'd love to wander through this

happy friday!


happy birthday jray

& I love you so.

cannot believe how fast this year has gone by so. (I hope the rest is faster) we've done so much already and I'm so looking forward to our next adventure. there really aren't words to express how glad I am to call you mine. xxoo, hope you have the best day today!


text from dog

I found this site from a favorite recipe blog. i've been at my desk dying laughing for the last 20 minutes. see more here.  {beware of a little language}


gone campin


headed to the best family reunion ever. leavin our city selves behind for a few nights of tentin it up.
even though normally I'm 150% girlie, I do love to camp. 
(and by camp I mean drive to the mountains with all your gear in the trunk, not hike in with your gear on your back bells/combs)

see you in few.


up and away

j & I are off to california today. I'm filled with gratitude for time with family/friends, blue skies, and salty air. I'm looking forward to being home, outings with tate and lex, meeting new clients, celebrating jray's bday, sending my nephew off on his mission, having family night at the beach with old friends, a few days in the mountains for a family reunion, and maybe some disney squished in there somehow :) 

on a gratitude note here's a few things that remind me to stay positive, kind, and grateful:
{even though it's friday the 13th... eeek}

+real life love actually
+on being an aunt
+don't get caught up in the thick of thin things. do good
+flight, fight, or right


flo rida

before I left the city I was literally BEAMING with excited for this getaway. it was everything I imagined and then some.
 sparklers//with di//fireworks//t bell//macrons//saltwaters//ken&di//circle k had our backs//lots of products//grease sing-a-long//falsies//katy parry's movie//besties//memory lane//the sea//tanning//hot tubbing//dancing//chilling//eating out//sitting in the sand//with ken//thumbs up//with shay//sail boats
kenny's cute calendar
sad to say the house looked like this most of the time. there was LOTS of fun food and staying up until 4am. which doesn't really equal tidy. sorry for not cleaning up better ken!
getting done up
dizzle fo rizzle
I spy my nine chins
oh...lots of chins plus a rapture arm
normal again
shay & I danced in the aisle during the final song, don't doubt!
 honeymoon island
 we took our chairs down and sat in the water. PURE HEAVEN
while singing patriotic songs
such a cutie
we bought kind of a lot of sparklers, clearly.
after this we went on a gator hunt. we saw a little baby guy, but he was too far away to get a pic.
to polish off the trip we tie dyed some memory shirts. I packed mine for camping next weekend and I might cry when I put it on. I'm having withdrawals from not hanging out with these besties.

this trip was such therapy for me. we talked and laughed our faces off. we did some crying too. the good kind of crying. I'm dying to find a way to get all our college girlfriends together. we had such a good time together. I love each and every one of them to the moon and back. they are a part of me and I wouldn't take back a minute.

things I learned in clearwater

1. with enough sun screen and determination you can fit into a child's inter-tube
2. I am in actuality the sweatiest person alive
3. doritos + taco bell = <3, why did it take us so long to learn this
4. the abc's and twinkle, twinkle are the same tune (DUH)
5. sometimes people don't want to talk to you, even if you are trying to give them a free inter-tube
6. katy perry can make you cry
7. once there is an opened can of pringles in sight I really cant stop
8. 5am sounds like a good a idea when you are rolling off the couch laughing at old pictures, but it feels like a bad idea the next day
9. tie dye will turn your hands blue for awhile
10. girl time is good for the soul


a giant post about a mini mom

my sweet mama usually makes her way out to nyc for a visit twice a year. she just can't help herself. sometimes she brings friends or family, but whenever she comes we try to maximize our time together with lots of plans. this trip I took a few days off so we made extra grand plans.
ready to take the city by storm!
every time I go biking I am stunned to remember how much I love it. can't wait to own bikes again. we all rode down the hudson and up into riverside park on a lovely breezy afternoon.
so weird
we ate dinner in little italy
jordan came up with the great idea of taking the ferry to governor's island. we'd never been there and I'm totally in love.

brooklyn bridge
to scale sculpture of lady liberty's face
they had a bunch of sculptures ect from different artist that made up a really cool mini golf lawn.
mom & I went on chocolate tour, that knocked our socks off
we also swooned again and again in fishs eddy. one of my FAVORITE places
I know its hipster, but I will always love mason jars
and there you have it. one million photos of my mom's trip to nyc. we jammed that week full of nyc and I loved every minute of it.


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