I feel like I blinked in April and I when my eyes opened again it was September. The last several months have been a whirlwind of absolute wonderful craziness and things now seem like they are falling back to normal…or at least our new ‘normal’.
Even though we fell asleep pretty early on our first night in France, neither the Firefighter or I wanted to wake up the next morning. After forcing ourselves to get moving, we grabbed breakfast at the hotel since “continental breakfast”was included in our price. The Firefighter was impressed with Europe’s version of a continental breakfast because it included various sliced meats, small pickles, breads, cheeses and the like. Personally, I was happy because Nutella is always a given with breakfast and what’s not to like about that?
Moving into our house wasn’t the only big project that I was planning for during March – One week after the Firefighter and I closed on our house, I hopped on a plane heading to NYC for my best friends bachelorette party. We both fell in love with the city during our visit back in August and neither of us could wait to go back to celebrate her bachelorette. Continue reading BFF’s NYC Bachelorette Party: Part 1
It’s been just about two weeks since the Firefighter and I closed on our home and slowly (very slowly) but surely, it’s starting to look like less of a hot mess. Our actual moving weekend was nothing short of exhausting, with he and I doing most of the back and forth – though we did have a couple of volunteer Firefighters to help with the heavy lifting for a few hours.
Thank you, Baby Jesus, for Firefighters and their pickup trucks.
The Firefighter and I knew that we wanted to go on a pretty amazing trip for our honeymoon, which is why we didn’t take off immediately after our wedding. Waiting until the fall allowed us to recover from all of the wedding craziness and also gave us something to look forward to in the interim.
The Firefighter had never been overseas before, so my goal while planning the itinerary was to try and see as much as possible within about a two-week time period. We decided to start off with a week-long Mediterranean cruise, embarking in Marseille and making stops in Barcelona, Naples, Florence, Rome and Cannes, and spending a couple of days in Paris and London. From start to finish it was a total of 16 days.
I would like to take this moment to thank the Whole30 and Wine Gods that on the two separate occasions that I’ve ingested wine I have not had a single bad reaction. Thank Goodness! About mid-way through the Whole30 my dad asked what I would do if I had a bad reaction to wine. I told him I’d power through, but I’m glad I don’t have to worry about that.
I am officially on Day 4 post-Whole30, but I still have a hard time believing that it’s already over. I started Whole30 doubtful if I could even make it the full 30 days. 30 days without bread? 30 days without wine or champagne? The horror!
I was convinced that this challenge would be the hardest thing I’ve ever tried”diet” wise, but I wanted to re-evaluate my relationship with food and my body. And I have done just that. I’ve come out the other side of this feeling proud of myself and accomplished for seeing this through. I’m overall happy with how I feel on a day-to-day basis and I have new thoughts and feelings about the food I eat.