wine date.

hi friends! so i was thinking about how much i used to like writing this blog, particularly my train of thought posts and my coffee date posts, and then i realized that it has been almost two years since i’ve written one. and then, after finishing my work earlier than planned, i thought to myself, “self: why don’t you just write one now?”. but it’s 9:15pm and i’m not drinking coffee, i’m drinking wine, so for the purposes of transparency and true-to-life-ness, this is a wine post.

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if we were on a wine date…i’d be in heaven because it would mean that we were out and having wine at a place that was not my house. the tundra has been in an almost total shutdown since the middle of november, and while it’s totally been fine staying home and enjoying wine in my cozy clothes in my bed, i would do unspeakable things to be able to go out and enjoy a glass of any kind of booze with a friend like you.

if we were on a wine date…i would probably talk about the kids, because they’re kind of at amazing ages right now. Amelia is continuing to grow into her hilarious, fun personality. she has been making these jokes lately, and they’re actually super funny. her sense of humor is definitely observant humor, she’d be a decent standup comic. plus, she’s been saying “i love you” to me one thousand times more than she used to and i love it. William has so many thoughts running through his head, and i love hearing them. he’ll tell me all about God and monsters and how life will be when he grows up. i’d show you this photo of his gingerbread man to show you what i mean. i mean, three to five years old is still not my favorite but at least it’s not my first rodeo and i can handle it with a little more chill this go-around. Bernadette is hilarious, and might have an even bigger personality than the other two somehow. She knows she’s funny and she knows how to get what she wants from her siblings, and it’s amazing to watch it happen.

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(it says: “if you eat broccoli when you’re pregnant you will have a zombie baby!” and “i would like to pray for my grandma’s cat, it died. i don’t need to pray for my grandma though cause she didn’t die.” neither of his grandmas has a cat, FYI.)

if we were on a wine date…i’d ask you how you were feeling about this next year. if we’re being honest, which i know we are, i’d tell you that i’m never really huge on new year things. i’m more likely to make a big life change in the middle of the year than i am on january 1. also, while i totally have my silver lining view on how much better 2021 will be, there are parts of 2020 that were wonderful and parts of 2021 that will absolutely not live up to expectations, so i’m just not hanging all of my hopes and dreams on the flip to the new year. i am going to pick a word for the year because that’s easy enough to keep up through whatever we have to deal with over the next 365 days. it’s totally okay if you’re pumped as hell about next year, i think that’s awesome too, and i’d want to hear why so tell me in the comments which side you fall on, please.

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if we were on a wine date…i would tell you that i cut Bernadette’s little mullet the other day and it was terrifying. i never had to cut Amelia’s hair because when it finally grew, it grew in really evenly, and William’s is easy because you just buzz it all with the same length razor. i was stress-sweating the whole time and i will absolutely bring her in to an actual salon for the next one, but it turned out as a really cute and vintage-looking bob. but also, i would have left the mullet if my sister’s wedding weren’t coming up next week.

thanks for having wine with me. or if you read this in the morning, coffee. basically thanks for being here at all if you’re interested enough to keep reading this blog of mine. apparently i just can’t quit it. in my last coffee date post, i mentioned how there weren’t enough of us “blog about nothing” non-curated bloggers left. those types of blogs are truly my favorite to this day, because i don’t always need to learn how to do something. sometimes it’s nice to just “listen” to someone talk through their thoughts. if you’re still reading my words, i hope that means you like that same thing too.

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