On the OTHER blog.
And will continue to do so.
Eric and I are leaving in the morning to head on back to Utah! I never EVER EVER thought I would be this exited to go to Utah. This snotty Southern California girl has sure come a long way.
But for all my bellyaching, I really had an amazing summer out here in Philly. Even though I didn’t post much…a lot happened. I know it will always be something I look back on with fondness. Like most life experiences, it was of course about the people I was able to spend my time with.
I found a new bestie, one of the most amazing people in the world. I learned how to cross the street like a REAL Philadelphian, which means not caring about the cars having to screech to a halt to avoid me. I was able to travel all over the east coast and truly understand the meaning of “lush.” I was able to take an incredibly boring audio tour in a car with one too many people through Gettysburg…while Eric took the history very seriously and fought to hear the monotone voice drone on about battles while the rest of us tried to find a place to buy fudge after wards. I was able to attend a county fair that actually had a ride called, “The Devil’s Den.” I was able to have a dog…for four days. I splashed in the mist of Niagara Falls! I used my sewing machine to make a makeup bag, a summer shirt, two baby kimonos, a yoga bag and mend Eric’s friends pants. I made stationary of Sprinkles the Pony…and will be selling it on Etsy, I designed two sets of wedding invitations and learned how to bake pie! I sold my very first car. I lost five pounds. And then I gained six. I ate at at least five restaurants that were in one way or another featured on the Food Network! I learned Who Thinks They Can Dance. And most importantly, I spent countless hours, driving and playing and cooking with my husband, learning about him and learning from him.
Yes ladies and gentlemen. It has been an amazing four months. I have NO idea what I will be doing when I get home. I have no idea if that kid named Lex has moved his stuff out of our house so we can move in. And I still have no idea what I am supposed to do with my life other than just keep on loving.
I do know, however, that I married the most wonderful man in the world. And even though it has been a wild ride, I wouldn’t have wanted to share it with anyone else.
Love your guts,