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Thursday, July 5, 2012

4th of Jew lie

The day was a success. I ran in the Freedom festival 10K with Matt and Katie and the whole Corrigan fam in the morning. Always a good time. Then I grocery shopped for the first time in months (once again trying to be better in our new apartment) and bought the fixins for an epic flag cake (photos below). Sometimes I am real ambitious with my baking and try something spectacular, which can lead me to epic disappointment and regret. This cake was almost one of these times. While it was baking, I looked in to find it completely unset and spilling over the sides, creating a mini forest fire in our apartment. The smoke detector started screaming and we rushed to open all windows and door and start the fan. In our frantic-ness, Josh stopped and hugged me and told me it was ok and that he was sorry. He knows this scene well. Lucky for my self-esteem, the cake just took 10 more minutes to set up and actually worked. Phew.
We met up with the Anderson's and Bulkley's and had a fourth of July/ Deb Deb's birthday celebration all afternoon with swimming and food and presents. When it got dark Chase and his friends gave us a light show to remember as I worried constantly that a small child was going to get their hand blown off. Josh said I'm such a mom. aka boring. boo.
this is what we looked like yesterday




after the race. this wasn't even the best photo, I just enjoy Indie pulling Kate's hair
with the Bulkley's. Pri pri was less than cooperative

Indie is a good poser. We have about 10 similar pictures at her request
Mocha had just smooched them
the infamous cake. yeah I'm wearing boy shorts and I'm not happy about them


4th of July Princess
 Happy summer everyone


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

new apartment

Sunday was the husband and I's first anniversary. A whole year! It went so quick. It feels like an accomplishment even though we just lived life and it wasn't very hard. I think we passed the first year test with ease.
The anniversary felt extra exciting because we moved into a new apartment on the 30th. So we awoke to the first day of our second year of marriage in a brand new, clean, happy, open, non-attic apartment with a washer and dryer and a dishwasher and a cute lil mailbox and vaulted lighting and room for our kitchen table. Josh lovingly says "it finally feels like a home! Now I know why we were so unhappy for a year!" to which I raise my eyebrows and frown because I had no idea we were unhappy to which he laughs and hugs me and says it was a joke. Gotta keep my eyes on that one.

New apartment really is a real home. It gives me motivation to get off my butt and do all the things I've been neglecting. Like flossing. And decorating. And looking for a nursing job. And finally writing those last thank you notes from the wedding (that's embarrassing). And (obviously) blogging. Old apartment was fine with me being a recluse who watched 3+ Malcom in the Middle episodes every morning in my pajamas while eating Honeycomb or an equally sugary cereal. But new apartment is so much more. For instance, I was doing laundry this morning when I noticed my tummy rumbling. I remembered we had wedding cake (as tradition goes we ate some on our anniversary and the rest was still in the fridge). I pulled it out and sat down with it in my lap, my fork poised to dig in and eat the rest of it in its entirety. But then I looked at these beautiful walls, and felt the cool breeze from the air-conditioner, and heard the fully-functioning dryer working diligently, and I remembered it was 8:30 am and put the fork down. Oatmeal is a better choice.

New apartment expects more of me. I'm gonna try to not let her down.