That Wrok and Travel Flow
Well it is official, I am a workin' gal. Now I've worked before, but this is the big leagues. Like -went to Raleigh for training, got certified in a few different things, shadowed other employees- kind of serious big leagues. And it's all thanks to finally getting that degree that caused me years and year of headaches, late nights, and a few tears. But we're not going to think about that, only happy thoughts today.
Now, because I work for an organization that's opened 24 hours, 365 days of the year, my schedule isn't a normal 9-5 M-F deal. But because of this, I have already started to be more intentional with my time off.
In the next 6 months I am planning on traveling to: Charleston, Myrtle Beach, Tampa, New York, and......
Everyone spends their hard earned dollars and time on different things. Over these last few years traveling has become so important to me, and while I'm still unwed, with 0 kidos, I've decided to make it a priority.
If you have any tips/advice on things to see and do in any of the places I'm headed please let me know. Also, if you have any tips/advice on how to snag cheap flights, you'll probably be my new best friend.
And now I'm off to make cheapo spaghetti while day-dreaming about Paris.
Au Revoir
Instagram Roundup
You can find me on instagram here
On July 1st I joined in on my first instagram challenge
Helene is the wiz kid behind the whole thing
While at first I wasn't too sure about the idea
17 days later I'm convinced these challenges are awesome
I have already found so many "friends" to obsess over
If you're looking for a little instagram-spiration join in!
You'll just be fashionably late and everyone will be jealous
That One Time Birth Control Made Me Crazy
There we were, sitting on the couch, partially watching, but also enjoying, Channing Tatum's sweet dance moves and the ridiculousness of Matthew Mcconaughey, when suddenly I was overcome with this need to do something. Vince has been working some pretty crazy hours - like 12 hours a day, 6 days a week kind of crazy - so when Saturday night rolled around he understandably wanted to stay at home, relax, and go to bed early.
Understandably.
To a sane person.
I started whining.
"Lets do something."
"Entertain me."
"I'm so bored."
"Why don't you love me?!"
I had no idea what I actually wanted to do. It was 10:30 PM in North Carolina - there wasn't anything to do. I had no suggestions, but fully expected Vince to accommodate my boredom. And when he couldn't?
The first stage is pretending like everything is dandy, but the key is to not act like everything is dandy. Aka being as passive aggressive as possible.
The second stage is the silent treatment. I'm really good at this.
The third stage is anger. You can get creative here.
The final stage?
Crying uncontrollably for absolutely no reason.
Poor Vince. He did his best to console me/sedate me with a nice back scratch and the reassurance he still loved me. Naturally, I didn't believe him, and instead went to bed a snotty mess convinced life was just going to be crappy from then on.
The next day I woke-up in a fog. The full on crazy train that occurred the night before slowly started coming back to me. I headed over to Vince's to sheepishly apologize and thank him for being the best-most-sane-boyfriend there ever was. He graciously forgave me (because he's one of those sane understanding people) and all was right in the world.
.....Until next month.
Weekend Recap
I have
officially been a North Carolina resident for a month now, but
until this last weekend I really hadn't explored much. Too be fare,
where I live there really isn't anywhere to explore, but there is
a lovely little town just over an hour away that I was wanting to check
out. Lucky for me that happened to be where Vince's parents were
staying for 4th of July weekend, and I just happened to be invited to
crash their family get together.
On the first day the weather wasn't cooperating so we all decided to
spend the day exploring downtown Wilmington instead of
hitting up the beach. Our first stop was food of course. We hit up Chops
Deli, where we actually got to meet Chop himself. Not taking into
account our celebrity spotting, the food was awesome and I would
absolutely recommend if you ever find yourself in the area.
The Battleship was a huge, hot, maze. As soon as we went below deck I knew I would never make it in the navy. Ever heard of this little thing called claustrophobia? No sir.
That night we decided leaving the hotel for dinner just wasn't in the cards, so he hit up the hotel restaurant instead where I discovered a new found love of blueberry mojito's *insert heart-eyes emoji here. Unfortunately I didn't actually order this drink, I just took a sip of someone else, but next time it's happening.
It was a wonderful weekend spent enjoying the company of some pretty fantastic people, exploring a new city, and eating loads of ice cream.
*I apologize in advance for the iPhone quality photos. Note to self - This is what you get when you're lazy and don't look for your camera.
Drooling a little just looking at this photo
I literally told Vince the day before this photo was taken that I was so proud my cheapest pair of sunglasses, RonDon's from Tanzania, have lasted me the longest.
I promise, I do actually like him
And Scout? Well, I think he had a pretty great weekend too.
Whats your favorite summer drink?
What did you do over 4th of July weekend?
Could you survive on a ship without passing out?
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