Welcome Fall Party

Fall Lights

Each year, the mister and I put on a welcome fall party.
This was our 4th year to do so.
It started because I wanted to have one last goodbye to summer and a welcome to the stillness of fall. We host it each September, as close to the 21st as we can get.

Fall Party

And truly, it’s probably my favorite thing that we do all year.

Fall Party_Food

There is just so much laughter and love at this event.
I’ll find myself sitting on the blanket just listening.
It’s one of the few times a year when I can count on just feeling peace.


It’s a tradition I’m sure we’ll keep going.

Bridget & Matt

My life in photos, recently

 Not in any particular order:
Midlife Crisis Party, after drinks. 
The mister digging. 
Awesome confirmands. 
The mister and his helmet. 
Blowing bubbles on Easter. 
The grass that popped up has a shadow! And the mister has clean boots. 
Celebrating Alysondra’s successful dissertation proposal with wine, carbs, and a gorgeous ring. 
A friend jamming out on the drums. At his show. 
and, finally,
Arts & Crafts time when there were no kids at Sunday School.
What have you been up to?

Friday-Monday Birthday

The husband normally requests a birthday week. And while I’m more then happy to oblige, it’s difficult to come up with stuff for a whole week. Really.  So, he got a party and a dinner. And my love for the whole week (as opposed to the other 51 weeks in the year). 

The party was a success.

It was so much fun to have so many wonderful people who we love in our home to celebrate both his and Holly’s lives.  

We had about 16 people in our apartment all night. A little tight during dinner but nice and spread the rest of the night. We had balloons and bubbles. And cameras. Lots of cameras out.
We sang to the birthday people and they blew out candles on the red velvet I had made. Holly wasn’t a fan of the singing (there are some awesome photos) but everyone loved the cake. And I hope their wishes come true! 

It really was awesome. People hung out until about 1. We laughed, wine flowed freely, everyone ate, it was beautiful. 

And then the misters actual birthday came on Monday. I know we had this party, but I wanted to do something for him. 

I bought him a Signed First Edition of his first sci fi book. I gave that to him at 12:01am. I was so excited for to hand it off to him. But I wanted something else to. 

So, I headed over to a site I found a couple of months ago. It’s called, Homesick Texan. I had no idea what to cook, and really no time to do it, but I wanted it to be special. So, I made him Armadillo Eggs, Homemade Buttermilk Dressing, Chipotle Chicken, and Potato Casserole.
Some minor changes happened, but it was all still really, really good. And I didn’t burn down the house, which is good. I don’t have a great track record in the kitchen*. I also bought him a Darth Vader chocolate cake. It had a light saber and everything.
All in all, I think he had a good birthday, and that makes me happy.
*I once burned ground meat. I burned it quite literally black and we had to leave the house because it smelled so awful. Thank goodness for Chinese Food Buffets and friends who find this stuff amusing.

Happy Birthday Mister

See this handsome guy? 
That’s my husband. 
He’s this awesome guy who has great taste in beer, as well as beer morals. 
He sings and dances while doing dishes. 
The first thing he wants to do, after we’ve been apart all day, is pull me into a bear hug. 
He cleans the bathroom, and I normally only have to ask him once. 
He humors me with my crazy home improvement/craft ideas. (e.g., I sent him a text this morning which read: “I want to pull the cabinets out above the sink so that we can hang a dish rack. The hardest part would be removing tile.”
He moved to Nebraska so that I could get my Ph.D. 
He is the best kisser. 
He taught me to eat my vegetables.
He can create a mean stir fry. 
And today is his birthday.
I love you husband! I am so proud to be your wife. Thank you for being so fantastic.

Guess what?

Today went something like this:
Alarm went off at 7am. I hit snooze until 7:14.
The husband and I roll out of bed and make small talk about dreams (I dreamed a good friend of mine bought a house just to burn it down… what does that even mean?)
We made our breakfast and our lunches and then left but 7:40. 
I had class at 9 and then decided to check my campus mailbox. I don’t ever get anything, but I still like the idea of checking. 
Here’s what I found:
This would be my letter saying I passed comps!!!! Woo hoo!! You remember the ones which I was freaking out about?
So, I told facebook. And as of right now, I have 30 likes and 16 comments. Which, makes me feel unbelievably loved. 
And tonight, we went to dinner to celebrate. We also ate a banana split:
It was about halfway demolished here, but you get the picture.
I also had an amazing card from the husband to come home to (I love cards). It had the most amazing message inside, and had a cherry tree. 
Friends. I am oh so happy right now.