Glitter, stickers, sparkle, magic.

Oh, helloooooooo there and happy Monday! 

If you weren't in blogland last night and want to read about how I actualized a seven year dream of getting my nose pierced, go on and check it here.

This weekend wasn't super exciting, but it was pretty great. After my piercing experience on Friday night, L and I went to one of our fav spots, Tisane's, a super chill bar and restaurant that brings cozy and eccentric together perfectly. We each got a glass of sauvignon blanc, cheers-ed to me being a little bit spontaneous for once, and split an appetizer of BBQ chicken spring rolls. Yummm. We settled in Friday night to watch some TV, either a little bit of Harry Potter weekend(!!) or Vanderpump Rules since we legitimately cannot stop watching this stupid show. Send help.

Saturday afternoon was spent with my adorable mama, who strongly disapproves of the new hole in my face, so I hid it from her so she did not have to see the atrocity. We took our beagle doggy for a walk in the dog park since it was predicted to be "the last really nice day of 2016". Dramatic, but damn it was a beautiful day. Not a cloud in the sky, high of probably around 65. What November dreams are made of.

When we got home we started in on some CHRISTMAS CARDS!!! My mom's workplace has a goal of making 200 hand-made holiday cards for veterans this year. I have a ton of holiday stickers and about 700 rolls of washi tape, so I volunteered all my supplies and my time and I banged out some TRULY beautiful cards if I do say so myself. I think this one is my favorite.

I cannot handle the cuteness! This of course inspired me to hand make cards for other people in my own life, so I made three and it was honestly the most relaxed and productive I've been for an extended period of time in a LONG TIME. So here's a pro-tip: if you are stressed out, craft!

That afternoon I met up with a long time friend, Courtney, to see Fantastic Beasts & Where to Find Them. We saw it in IMAX and it was... very loud. But I liked it! It was quite cool to be back in the magical world, even if it didn't feature any of my fav old characters. But it didn't completely wow me or suck me in. Maybe my expectations were slightly too high, but I did think that a lot of the creatures and some of the story line were a little far fetched, or that maybe too much plot was attempted to be fit into just the 2 hours and 15 minutes of the film. I'm not sure. Have you seen it? Let me know your thoughts!

On Sunday I worked with my little dancer cousin on her solo for this year and we finished it! Thank goodness too, because she's performing it on December 3rd at our studio's Christmas show and...  no one told me. I'm always so out of the loop! Jessie is a very determined and busy 13 year old girl, sometimes I don't know how she manages it all.. band, soccer, field hockey, competitive dance, all plus school, friends, and homework?! Kids, man, how do you bottle that energy.

I hope your weekend was fantastic, relaxing, inspiring, creative, and rejuvenating! 

The Theme is Cozy

So last night I had a dream that I lived in a dystopian society where people were organized based on their personal style, but it was a secret and no one could figure out how or why we were divided. I was sitting at a table with a bunch of other people in sweatpants and hoodies when we finally figured it out.

So happy Monday.

This weekend was finally finally FINALLY more on the relaxing and rejuvenating side. On Friday night I went with L to his bff's gf's birthday party at her newish condo. It was fucking beautiful. The condo of my dreams.

The condo itself was like, alright. But the DECORATING. Every surface was covered in something gold or sparkly - so feminine. There were probably 12 strings of fairy lights strategically placed - you know those gold-wired LED lights that populate the Target Dollar Spot aka my favorite place on Earth? Yeah, those.

On Saturday I shocked myself by going to the gym for the first time on a weekend morning in... well, let's not talk about it. I am in my work out flowwww again, finally, for the first time in... well, over a year. TBH. It feels damn good and I have a before/after pic and the before is all the way back in January, when I was the heaviest I've ever been.

The only person I showed was my mom, but she agreed that I look way better. As all moms are expected to do.

After that my mom took L and I out to lunch at Panera which was so sweet since we are both on a strict budget this month! We sat by the fireside at a cozy lil table and I gobbled down a turkey, apple, and cheddar sandwich and my WEAKNESS which is broccoli cheddar soup.

Although I'm not sure if it was a bad batch because my mom and I got the same sandwich and we had a little bit of... bathroom troubles... when we got home.

On Sunday we've been going on adventures like a scenic road trip or spooky day trip. But this Sunday we just needed to relaxxxx. L was scheduled to work and after he got home we hung out at my house and I watched the NY Giants crush the Eagles in a VERY exciting game. Go Giants!

The theme of this weekend? Cozy. 

I was in fleece PJ pants by 2pm on Sunday afternoon. No shame in my game.

Happy Hour Gone Wrong

Good morning and happy happy Monday. But I am honestly devastated that this weekend is over because it was some of the most fun I've had in a damn long time. It starts out with me being the most drunk that I've been in... over a freakin' year. Because happy hour hit and it hit hard on Friday night. And when drinks are BUY ONE GET ONE FREE (literally, free. Totally free. I can't believe it either), happy hour can knock you flat on your ass. Also literally.

this shit is dangerous... 

So L and I were just chilling out, planning on having a totally relaxed Friday night, when we spontaneously decided to go to Asian Bistro, this magical happy hour place just minutes up the road. He was only drinking wine, so naturally he had three glasses - meaning that to take advantage of the happy hour special and "get our money's worth", as I kept saying, I had to get three drinks. So naturally I had one and a half personal scorpion bowls and a mai tai. And when I say that I was shitfaced, I mean it wholeheartedly. Because that shit tastes like JUICE and it's impossible to tell how much you're drinking. From what I remember of trying to run away outside the restaurant, refusing to give L my keys to drive us home, rolling in the grass in his side yard, refusing to enter the house, running into the storage room and throwing myself down on an extra mattress on the floor - yes, I was a disaster.

And this was all before 7:00pm.

Needless to say, we did nothing else on Friday night because ya girl was laid out. I woke up at 4am with the worst hangover I've had in over a year. After tossing, turning, moaning, puking, and fighting to stay alive for a few more hours, I had L run to CVS for me to get the only things I know to work to cure my unreal hangovers - yellow Gatorade and original cheddar Goldfish crackers.

I was so insane in college that I've probably been hungover to a point near death over 30 times. I pretty much have my hangover cure down to a science, and no matter what anyone tells me, this is the only thing that I'll believe works for me. 

THESE ARE THE ONLY THINGS THAT CURE MY HANGOVERS: 
- no less than 10 hours of sleep

- throwing up quite a lot 

- yellow Gatorade

- original cheddar Goldfish crackers

- not being touched or spoken to for no less than 10 hours 

- a lukewarm shower when I'm finally a little more human

After coming to around 2pm I was finally able to interact with the living, help L clean our apartment (which I'd partially destroyed) and settle in to binge a little bit of this season's American Horror Story. This show is usually too freaky for me and don't get me wrong, IT IS STILL SO CREEPY. But I'm kind of enjoying the plot line and different set up of this season. We're only on episode 3, so we'll see if this changes. 

The first day and a half of my weekend was eventful enough because of my intolerance to anything besides tequila (what was I thinking), but the rest of the weekend was so amazing that it deserves its own post so this one doesn't get too long. Check back to hear all about a haunted house, too many Coronas, a white van full of 12 adults, and a spontaneous decision to take the scenic route. 

babies + blacklight runs

Ginger peach green tea or spiced chai black tea?

A chai tea reminds me too much of fall and I'm clinging to summer with every fiber of my being. This morning it was 60 degrees and I wore a cozy grey sweatshirt to work. The cool mornings and oppressive afternoons of August are in full swing. 

Good morning Monday! I may have been running ten minutes late to work this morning, but I'd like to think I'm starting out this week on the right foot. This is my version of "Coffee Talk", a popular blogging series on several blogs that I follow. We'll sit down with our coffee (or tea in my case. I love coffee, but it gives me pretty bad stomach aches) and discuss whatever the hell we want. What's going on with us, the world, and anything in between. Let's get into my first Monday Tea Talk.