Thursday, May 1, 2014

lunch bowls

i have started making a weeks worth of lunch on sunday afternoons. it saves me so much time during the week, and i find it rather relaxing and a nice way to prepare myself for monday morning. loosely based off my obsession with chipotle, i have found that i really enjoy making "bowls" for lunch. i kind of made this up as i went but basically i chopped up two british cucumbers, half a red onion, and a ton of garlic. tossed that into a big mixing bowl with a little salt and pepper. i made a cup of gluten free israeli couscous with chicken broth instead of water (adds so much more flavor!). when that was done, i tossed it into the bowl with the veggies and added maybe a tablespoon of 'simply dressed' roasted tomato dressing and a little bit of feta.

i like eating this cold, but you could keep the israeli couscous separate to heat up and then toss everything right before you eat. 

so easy and so so yummy.

also, i usually make a big batch of hard boiled eggs, and so i chopped one up right before i dug in. 

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

all alone in a big ol city.

i lived alone from 2008-2010. for 18 glorious months i was the (only) head of my household. it was a chapter i didn't plan for, with a roommate quite literally moving in the middle of the night. i was scared. still somewhat new to chicago, i wasn't seriously dating anyone, i had a very very small group of friends, and all of a sudden i found myself 23 years old and living by my lonesome for the first time in my life.

i had about an hour long commute on a bus and a train to work, i would walk/run (in fear) the half mile from the el to my desk, a desk that was located in an office, in a homeless shelter, in a not so great neighborhood on the west side of chicago. have you ever been to a homeless shelter? you probably have. and you were probably so grateful to leave after you were done volunteering. i don't blame you. it's depressing. and emotionally draining. and downright scary at times. my job was very much all of those things. but i loved it. and i loved going home. because it meant that for the rest of the evening i didn't have to worry about those 63 souls who were down and out on their luck, drug addicts, pregnant and HIV positive, mentally ill....whatever horrible thing you can imagine happening to you or someone you love, had happened to them. and i was forced to be grateful for the job that i had, the little apartment that i could afford and humbled by the fact that i was so fortunate to have the life that i did.

i was still worried i would be lonely. i was worried i would get bored. but in those 18 months i was anything but lonely and bored. i learned about myself just by puttering around, making my own food, drinking wine by myself (that hasn't changed), watching documentaries and listening to books while i cleaned. it was peaceful. in my teeny apartment, in the middle of my adopted city, i learned that my own company was enough. i fulfilled me. and what a wonderful lesson to learn at the age of 23.

Monday, April 7, 2014

well, hello again.

i have woefully neglected this little blog in the last few months. and it's for all the same reasons anything gets ignored: work has been crazy, life has been busy, trips were taken, boxes had to be unpacked, etc. etc. etc. it kind of blurs together, doesn't it?

we are settling into our new place - and are so excited that two of our dear friends are coming at the end of the month! they will be our first overnight guests, and i can't wait to show them around charming winter park. we used to spend every single weekend with them, and we haven't seen them since our wedding, so we're pretty excited!

these two nuggets. xo.

polly in the wild.
i recently spent a long weekend in new orleans celebrating the sweetest bride-to-be, becky. we had so much fun! any city that prides itself on the 9283982983 ways it cooks shrimp and the fact that you can walk into a bar and order a big gulp sized gin and tonic and then jump in a cab, with said big gulp gin and tonic in hand, is okay by me.

new orleans - bachelorette - party

becky's shower is also coming up and so i offered to fulfill a bridesmaid duty by ordering the invitations.  i've mentioned this before, but i love paper. in my dreams i own a little shop where i spend my days designing and printing invitations and stationary. i happily took on this task and scoured the internet for the perfect invite. with the approval of becky's MOH, i ordered the below invitation. i wanted to make these extra feminine so i ordered a blush pink envelope that matched the invite, hand addressed all 50 of 'em with a gold sharpie, and because my personal motto is "everything is better with a monogram or a bow" i tied tulle bows around each invite. i'm quite proud of how they turned out.

bridal shower-invite-etsy-DIY

invite: etsy
printing: lydia's. if you live in the fredericksburg area and are getting married, throwing a party, in need of personal stationary...they are the best
blush pink envelope: paper and more
polka dot tulle: leftover from my wedding. i love that stuff. 

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

life is very long

life is very long. - t.s. elliot

not the first person to say it. certainly not the first person to think it. but absolutely spot on.

we've spent the last few months in a state of utter exhaustion. tired of looking for a house, tired of estimates that were way to high to fix things (like bathrooms), tired of asking "do we want to even live in florida?!" so we just stopped. and we prayed. and we asked for advice. and the universe told us that life is very long, and that we are very young, and roots can grow when you are standing in front of a house with a "sold" sign, but they can also form with a lease in your hand and your husband by your side in a city that you're just kind of okay with. life doesn't have to look a certain way. and it's never going to. because at 29 and 30 - maybe we want to hold off on finding out all of our surprises. 

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

welp, that was a doozey of a year

2013 was a beautiful balance between all the great stuff that makes this life so wonderful with all the terrible, no-good-stuff that comes with it. knocks the wind out of me when i think about everything that happened.

and tears brim my eyes because i know there was absolutely, positively no way that i could have gone through any of it, had patricio not offered his arm and helped keep me steady, never wavering in his love and devotion to not only me, but my parents and my brothers.


you make me so grateful that marriage exists, patrick. 

farewell 2013. you came too fast, but i'm glad you're not sticking around. (that's what she said?) 

i have a lot to do in my last year of being a 20-something so 2014 take your sweet time rolling on through.