sometimes in the fall

first things first, I’m the realest (realest)…just jokes, but I added some fancy stuff on the right, so you should follow my blog!

 

once my birthday passes, I crave crisp air, bright leaves, and the threat of snow on the horizon. I also crave decorative gourds and tons of pumpkins, but because we are surrounded by 12 million children that like to punt balls across our front lawn, and climb all over our steps, I decided against them. also, because Ben implemented a “one new decoration per holiday” rule, and I foolishly bought Halloween window clings. I know, I know, rookie mistake. (note for readers: Ben rescinded his holiday decoration rule shortly after its creation. he’s not a Scrooge.) so, time to break out the cinnamon and sweaters! it has been so nice to wake up to a cozy house with what I’m sure will pretty soon become frosted windows. it makes a cup of coffee taste that much better, even though I suck at making coffee.

 

without declaring that I had a fall bucket list, I definitely had a fall bucket list. it wasn’t long and extravagant, but I compiled a list of activities I knew that I would love and that Ben wouldn’t hate. it’s all about compromise. and pizza. and wine.

 

we went and picked apples and pumpkins…
It was really bright, and Ben didn't have sunglasses.
It was really bright, and Ben didn’t have sunglasses. Plus, his wink is adorable.
Finding the perfect pumpkin.
Finding the perfect pumpkin.
we’ve been eating apple everything. caramel apples. apple crisp. weird apple pie…
#awkwardpie #burntfilter
#awkwardpie #burntfilter
we carved pumpkins…
The artist at work.
The artist at work.
Our masterpieces.
Our masterpieces.
we roasted (and ate) pumpkin seeds.

 

we drank pumpkin flavored coffee and apple cider.

 

we (I) made a burlap wreath using these directions
This turned out way better than I expected.
This turned out way better than I expected.
we will close October by eating pumpkin-shaped pizza on Friday (surprise, Ben!) and we will drink dark wine that looks like blood, because festive. and Friday. we always eat pizza on Fridays.

 

basic or not, I’m always 100% in when it comes to holidays and traditions. we’ve definitely been enjoying this time of year before we go into hibernation for the winter. does anyone else think this winter is going to be abominable? because it might be the winter I don’t make it through. RIP Becca. but, in the meantime, I’m excited about how much we have to look forward to in November, visits with friends and family, and I obviously can’t wait to make cranberry sauce, watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, and cuddle on the couch after eating entirely too much. here’s to holidays, memories, and sweet, sweet love.
Lucy is obviously pleased.
Lucy is obviously pleased.
I am not strangling Lucy in this picture.
I am not strangling Lucy in this picture.
Happy Halloween, happy fall, and happy set your clocks back an hour on Saturday night!!!
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easy like Sunday morning

as an avid blog reader myself, I often find myself saying, “I could write a book on [insert subject here].” well, it’s time to turn words into actions. I have not-so-secretly been stalking some of my favorite blogs for a very long time, and I felt compelled to chronicle our lives. also, because I’m pretty sure Ben is tired of me laughing out loud and then shoving the iPad in his face so he can read a post about a toddler throwing their shoe out of a moving car.

visit this page for a little about us.

when I was interviewing for jobs in WI, it never failed that someone would ask me why I was relocating, and it was a question I struggled with. if I could have cued Beyoncé’s song “Crazy In Love,” that probably would have been an adequate answer, but I couldn’t. so I stammered and stuttered my way through some bs answer until one day when I was talking to bff Linds, and she told me that I should tell them why WI is my life now.  so, that’s what’s I did.

and it worked. I’m now employed as an editorial assistant, Ben is the head swim coach at the Y, and Lucy is living the dream at home.

so, this is our life, on my blog, and I love everything.

you will find…

…recipe attempts (with good stories). I am not a domestic goddess, maybe a dramatic goddess, but definitely not a domestic goddess. here’s a preview: manicotti noodles flying off an oiled cookie sheet onto the floor, which I promptly picked up and decided to stuff with the weird cheese mixture anyway, because I told myself that Ben had just swiffered the kitchen floor the weekend before. I promise we aren’t that disgusting.

…the capsule wardrobe I want to have. after going through Ben’s closet with him a few times, and eliminating nine million shirts, I think it’s time to get serious with my closet. it’s a resolution for 2015.

…how to make friends after college. is this a thing? how does this happen? I was thisclose to signing Ben and I up for this online friendship site, but decided against it because it felt like the equivalent of those weirdly specific online dating sites, like finding your salad soul mate.

…stories about domestic bliss. like how Ben, without fail, always puts a wine charm on his glass so I won’t drink his wine because he doesn’t want my germs. or how the three of us share a queen-sized bed and just this weekend I suffered two minor concussions from hitting heads with Ben and my head colliding with his shoulder, all because Lucy gets to sleep diagonally. all jokes aside, it has been a lovely three months living together and I don’t think either of us expected for it to be so blissful.

now I have to go knock on every piece of wood in the house.

cheers!