I really wanted to jump on the confessions bandwagon this week. . . But considering I only post on Fridays (accidentally on purpose), i’m trying to sneak this post in before thursday is officially over.
TAKE THAT RULES.
i must confess that. . .
I snapped a picture at Costco and didn’t even realize the contents of my cart… But all my snapchat friends didn’t miss a beat. Six bottles of wine and a giant box of coffee. I heart motherhood.
I love a good crop. It drives me crazy when pictures aren’t straight. There are like 100 editing apps to help straighten pictures so in my eyes there are no excuses for crookedness, or visible drains, or 100 miles of road. I love my husband something fierce, but he’s really been helping me perfect my skills.
Also that hat is hiding dirty gym hair.
Also i don’t always go for walks in booties.
Also i feel like ALL MY PICTURES ARE IN FRONT OF A WHITE WALL. i see the problem, and i’m trying hard to fix it because all my pictures look all the same. but i can’t resist a good white wall. Just know i’m working on fixing it before my instagram followers stage an intervention. Theres a difference between have a defined “style” and having every picture look the same.
Drew keeps sneaking me sneak peeks of k’s session. . . and i’m hoping if i spread out posting her pictures it won’t be as annoying as posting 100,000 all at once.
We kinda had the best day ever celebrating k’s first birthday! It started with pancakes, and ended with rice. Two of her very favorite things. I can’t wait to celebrate with 70 (!) of her closest friends at her pizza party this weekend. I really LOVE throwing parties– but this year I feel very unprepared. I’m really hoping it all comes together- so far all i have is a pizza truck, a cute babe, a killer view (thanks to my in-laws house!), and 25 wolves (with custom bows! love you zozu baby!).
some of the people that I’ve met through blogging have become some of my very favorite people. we text, we laugh, we cry, and i’m sure we all drink wine together at the same time every night. We’ve formed a very exclusive, very cool club and i’m loving our group text chain.
I signed up for a boot camp at my gym. turns out its going to be a very intense six weeks. I vowed to give up sugar, and do 6 bootcamp workouts a week on top of my normal classes. so be warned party people, there will be no party around here. because me off sugar = scary blood shot eyed monster that probably twitches. it starts monday so at k’s party i vow to consume at least 10 cupcakes and 4 slices of cake.
BRING IT FRIDAY!