Love Letters

Dear Sugar Britches //
Thanks for letting me call you absurd nicknames like sugar britches. Or wubber face.
You make life so fun. I love that you're up for any spontaneous adventure, like when we walked 3 miles to dinner Monday. What's even better? The fact that you've already made a spreadsheet of places within a 5 mile walking distance for more adventures.

Dear Chipotle //
You've come to the rescue once again, I'm so glad you are blocks away. I was so pumped/proud when I prepared my Pinterest-inspired BBQ crockpot chicken yesterday morning... and what a major flop. The guac tasted extra scrumptious last night for some reason... ;)

Dear Boxed Wine //
You are trouble. Pure trouble, and I love you.

Dear Friday Night Lights //
Shame on you for being so gosh darn good. You've kept me up every night this week by feeding my addiction. I mean, how can you expect me to watch just a few episodes a night, when the next one is just a click away after an intense cliff hanger?

Dear Dreamland //
Between dreaming we picked out a red headed baby with hazel/green eyes at the grocery store, horses herding runaway dogs at my cousin's house, and getting sprayed by a skunk who looked like a cheetah, you keep me wildly entertained.

Dear Hubs //
(Yes, you always get two letters) Thanks for pretending like that super dry/burnt crockpot meal was edible. Oh, and for chuckling each morning while I stumbled through explaining my wacko dreams... while I was still asleep. Love your handsome face off.

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Happy Hump Day, you little Sassy Things you!


PS - Kitchen renovation reveal coming tomorrow!! 

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Today's Letters

I have to say that with all the job transition and hectic evenings, I have been a bad blogger. I never feel like a blogger should apologize for being uninspired, being busy, or just plain needing a break, because you blog for you. But I am disappointed at my lack of time/focus lately to something I love and enjoy.

So that being said, I'm back on track and beyond excited to jump back into full force. I've missed you guys and my itty bitty corner of blog world.

I have lots of random thoughts up in my noggin', so I thought I would write life a few little letters...

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{Dear New Job}
I completely and totally love you. Although I have so much to learn, you have so much potential. It's fantastic feeling less stressed out, in the perfect spot for my passion, and in a new setting.


{Dear Pool}
I am coming for you! My weekends have been slammed lately, but you're at the top of my priority list. My beach read and sunscreen are already packed... and my girlfriends and I are ready for tan lines and vitamin D! Holla.


{Dear Fruity Alcoholic Drink}
Why must you tempt me with your refreshing splash of lemonade, berries and booze, you sneeky calorie hoarder, you.


{Dear Humidity)
Unfortunately, I just don't think it's going to work out for you and me. You leave me and my hair feeling frustrated, disappointed, and totally frizzed out. You may have to go ASAP... sorryboutcha.


{Dear Vacation}
The countdown until Friday morning is on! Hubs and I are more than pumped to get the heck out of here and go exploring. There won't be one city block of Omaha that will be left un-adventured. Sleeping in. Foodie heaven. Zoo-going. Ice cream eating. Roadtrip shenanigans. Bring it on!


{Dear Scale}
Thanks for finally moving in the right direction. Between the Zumba-ing and the celery sticks, I was about to toss you out our two-story window if there was another week of non-budging. It's nice to see hard work paying off. Oh, and I feel a little bad for threatening you... please be nice again next week.


{Dear Adam Trembley}
I'm not quite sure how it happens, but somehow every single morning I end up wrapped in our entire queen fitted sheet. Every. Morning. All the while, you are freezing trying to hang on to the tinniest corner of our comforter. Apparently I am a full-on natural disaster in the middle of the night and should sleep in a straight jacket.

Side note... I do however think your scruffy face is pretty handsome. Oh, and thanks for courtesy laughing at my cheesy laughy taffy jokes... you're a keeper!

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Getting the Crazy Out...

This freezing cold morning has me off to a slow start...
This week and last weekend has been a little bit of chaos, so I feel the need to get some of my crazy out.

Thank the heavens for blogland...

 (the cheapest therapist)

 

{ A Few Letters to Life }

Dear Future Hubs...

Can we cut this "future" thing already and just make it official?

I love making your house our future home. Despite 8ish gallons of paint, endless hours of man power, and orderly disarray, I love doing this together. Cannot wait to see the finished result and begin making it feel like ours. You're my fave.

Dear Snow...

You are KILLING me! I mean you are gorgeous to look at from my window, but treking to work for 65 minutes (yes, my commute was 65 min. today) makes for a grumpy girl. Don't worry, the hot cocoa I've been nursing all morning is making your frigid craziness seem manageable.

Dear Wedding...

You drive my crazy. I really want to look forward to our big day, but I am so ready to get past the planning. I know a trillion people who loved the planning and went into a depression post-wedding, but I am definitely not one of those gals.

Hopefully the next 38 days flies by so I can just get to the fun part of dancing the night away as Mrs. Adam Evans. And sun tanning in Antigua. And living in the same house (finally!). *sigh*

Dear Faithful Hair Stylist...
How on EARTH did you manage to turn my locks a brassy orange? ORANGE.

5 weeks before my wedding.

Talk about freak out moment. Luckily you broke it to me gently over the shampoo bowl by saying "oh dear... I'll be right back."

Words nobody wants to hear from their stylist.
Ever.

So glad you have time open to remedy this intense situation after work. Meanwhile you can find me holed away in my office where nobody can find me.
In a bun. A very ugly, orange bun.

Dear PMS...

(TMI?) What are you doing to me? This emotional roller coaster as of late needs to wrap up STAT! And the bloat + cramps + cravings of PB/Chocolate are not helping my scale efforts. Which leads me to...

Dear Willpower...

Where the heck are you? I mean we're almost a month out from wearing a beautiful fitted wedding dress. Yes, I've come to terms with the fact that I would've liked to be in a different place with my body, and I'm slowly going to get there, but we've got to do what we can with what we have, eh?

We need to step it up a tad, don't you think? No more missed gym sessions and no more junk. Deal?

Dear Stress...
Your not helping Mr. Willpower out much either, ya big hussy.


Dear Blog Bestie...
Your message telling me I've won your giveaway has completely and seriously made my whole day (I never win ANYTHING!). It's made my whole week, in fact. What nice sunshine you always are, Rach! xo

PS - Everyone HAS to Rachel @ Simple Little Joys!!

Dear Buddy...
You are so special that you get two letters today. I don't know how you manage to put up with me despite my cray cray tendencies.

Thanks for the forehead kisses. And long hugs 12+ second hugs.

And for doing so much for our wedding that I feel forever grateful/indebted to you - you're a total rock star. It's a good thing I know I can pay you in chocolate chip cookies and foot rubs, you hottie you.

I love you a million almond joys.

38 days, 5 hours, 34 minutes and 46 seconds...

45... 44... damn!

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Feeling a little out of sorts this week, or is it just me?

Little Letters

Good morning, lovelies!
I hope your day is off to a nice, worry-free start. It's Tuesday, and yet I find myself holding my breath for the weekend already.

I have to say that life is so good right now. So many fun moments, overwhelming blessings and a lot to be thankful for.

My heart is happy, and happiness equals little love letters on this Tuesday morning...

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.: Dear Monday Night Family Dinner Gang :.

You are insanely fun. Even on the most relentless Monday work day, you add a little sparkle to my eyes. Thanks for the delicious food and silly game playing. But even more importantly, thank you for the friendships. You truly are my family and I love you.


.: Dear Coffee :.

You are my rock and morning salvation. I don't know what I would've done without you at 6 a.m. this morning. 3 cups later, you're my absolute hero.


.: Dear Parentals :.

This weekend was pretty fun hanging with you. I'm more than ready for your final move to Kansas City next week so we can hang out all the time. I see lots of breakfast dates while we watch the doggies wrestle each other. And although you have a tendency to explode Diet Coke cans in our fridge, I'm looking forward to our roomie reunion super soon.

.: Dear Wedding Dress :.

Although you make me antsy, I'm excited to wear you. I'm working on getting a little stronger first, but in the end, I have to be confident at any size. Adam is going to love you, and we are going to boogie the night away!


.: Dear Spa Date :.

I am so pumped to have Friday off to relax and unwind. Looking forward to and hour and a half of pampering. And that flavored water you have near the steam room always makes me feel like I've lost 5 lbs. Awesome.


.: Dear Bachelorette Weekend & Co. :.

I am so ready for you! Although everyone is so sneaky while sis has planned an awesome party, I am actually quite giddy to be surprised. Looking forward to sweats, ponytails, girl talk, sappy movies, wine pong, sassy gifts, and lots of snuggling.


.: Dear Bella Beast :.

You're adorable. I've know this since the first day I saw you 4 years ago, but lately you've been such a snuggle bug. I just love how you want to follow your mommy all over the house and really like to be right next to me. Your crazy puppy antics and floppy ears make my heart smile. Wubs ewe, Beastie Bear!


.: Dear Future Hubs :.

Thanks for granting mercy during last night's tickle war, so I wouldn't pee my pants. And in case you weren't sure, I still swoon over that cute little side grin of yours. I'm pretty pumped about our first round of pre-marital counseling tonight. Can you believe this is real?

53 days. 53 days until I get to promise you my forever. 53 days until your house becomes our home. 53 days until I'm Mrs. Adam Evans... and I'm counting the seconds.

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Happy girl right here. Beyond blessed.


Do you all have some things you're grateful for today?













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Friday's Letters

Hello Friday... I've been waiting for you for quite a long time. This week has been extremely intense and I'm ready to finally relax and unwind just a bit.

How are all of you doing? Did you welcome Friday with open arms too?

Well those that know me well know that I love writing little letters. From an early age my mom drilled into me about the importance of thank you cards. At age 10, I wasn't so thrilled, but now I am very thankful for that skill/etiquette. (Speaking of letters, here is a bunch of super cute stationary!)

I have a few letters to write today....

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{ Dear Sister }
I can hardly believe you are 19 today! Where on earth has time gone? I still remember sharing pink bubble gum with my 1st grade class to celebrate the day you were born. Although we had our off stages when you liked barbies and I liked boys, I am so thankful you're my friend and we have so much in common now. Thank goodness you gave up on those barbies.

Girly movies, painting fingernails, sharing juicy secrets, teasing, and keeping up with those sassy Kardashians is way more fun when you're by my side. I love you, and I'm excited to celebrate YOU this weekend.


{ Dear Zumba }
Thanks for kicking my tush last night. After 2.5 weeks of not being able to workout, you sure got me up to speed pretty quick. It sure takes a lot of energy to motivate myself to spend time with you, but I know you are a big key in making me look fantastic in my wedding dress... so you win.


{ Dear Gross Spiders }
You sure thought you would be pretty funny hiding in my sink drain this morning, didn't you? What a jerk. Then I bet you had so much fun that you called up your HUGE buddy to wait for me at my front door. Don't worry, karma comes in the form of the Orkin man's planned visit next Tuesday. It was nice knowing you, suckaaasss!


{ Dear Huge Laundry Pile }
Can't I just be a lazy bum for a while? Why can't you wash and fold yourself? Well, you are first on my agenda, and no matter how much I don't want to mess with you... I want to stop thinking about you even more. Not to mention I really need to get better at this whole domesticated thing before I become some handsome man's wife. I'm sure both he and I would appreciate it.


{ Dear Engagement Photos }
I would prefer that you are easier and less nerve racking than I imagine. If you could possibly capture genuine sweet moments and our personalities in the most flattering light, that would be incredible. Fingers crossed....


{ Dear Future Hubs }
Can you please come home already? I know you are working super hard being a fancy business man in Florida, but I miss your face. And your muscley arms. Thanks for your sweet good morning texts and for talking to me on a phone date late at night... even when there is a time difference and you're sleepy. You're the best. I'm secretly hoping for a rainy evening so we can watch movies and be cozy. Can't wait to catch up and do life with you this weekend.

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Wishing you all quite the lovely weekend. Engagement photo and weekend update coming next week!


Hugs!