Thuper Duper Awethome

Living 20 minutes from Lake Michigan? Favorite.

AVASAURUS SAYS RAWR!!!!

Seven months old and already a foodie.


Caught ya!

Delayed Gratification

I'm not very good at working on things that take me a long time to finish but I was able to finish this sundress for Ava that took a ridiculously long time. I finished it about 2 months ago. My first solo sewing project (with a little help from my mom, of course)! Not pictured is the matching bow.


Yeah, the picture is sideways. Meh.

I'm trying to keep laughing about all of this....

But I'm 6 seconds away from yelling.

I was good-natured about the a/c breaking, laughed when the plumbing in the bathroom started leaking everywhere, frowned a little when I got the drill bit stuck in the wall trying to hang curtains, got angry when the cap wouldn't come off the gas line to hook up my stove, got a little frightened when the gas line to the dryer, after being hooked up twice, leaked, and I officially may have gone crazy when the hot water heater broke today.

And my little one is sick.

All I want to do is run her a bath, tuck her in, and then make a delicious dinner.

But creativity with a griddle and a crockpot is running low and I'm not sticking my baby in freezing cold water.

Needless to say I have hastened my house hunt and pray daily for the hearts of those grading the bar exam to be softened.

Oh, and I may or may not have flipped someone off on I-80 today. Don't worry, they more than deserved it and the guy in front of me pumped his arm out the window and smiled at me in his rearview mirror. He wasn't close enough to flip off the offending driver.

I think it's awesome when the highlight of my day is being rude. Oh, and Ava's cute noises.

Movin on up....??

So life after grad school is supposed to be better than during grad school, right? Eh. Eventually. For now, we live 2 minutes from Gary, Indiana....... the ghetto.

We were actually really lucky to find this apartment. It's a really good deal and they let us do a short term lease while we find a house. That should have been a red flag, I guess. We'll tough it out but in the mean time we're dealing with a broken a/c, plumbing problems, and whatever else pops up. Thankfully the general lack of ...... beauty? is nothing that a quick trip to IKEA can't fix. Too bad it couldn't fix the a/c.




The bathroom just makes me laugh. It looks like our landlords threw a bunch of clearance laminate from Menards on the the walls and floors. Good times, good times.

Back in the USSR

Annnnnnd I fail at making blogging a priority when my life is crazy. Meh. I'm okay with that. There are definitely 15 million things I should/could be doing right now while my baybeh sleeps but in the spirit of procrastination and with a general lack of motivation, I say unto you, blog, "be updated".

And so it was that the blog was updated.

So. Danny took the bar. Now we wait until October 1st to see whether or not he passed and then we either buy a house or get jobs at the local Applebees.

After the dreaded BAR exam (it DESERVES the emphasis of the caps lock, trust me) we packed up all of our stuff and moooooved it all up here to our ghetto apartment in northern Indiana (I thought the ghetto-ness couldn't get worse than Manchester. Color me humbled), went to church (they're really excited about us being here), went back down to Indy where we had to clean our old apartment and then we sought refuge and solace at Casa de Bunker. Here's where I tell you that Peter and Ami Bunker are some of my all time favorite people. Ami Bunker was the first non-family member with whom I left Ava. And I didn't worry a bit while I was gone. It was magical. Anyhoo, her girls gave up their beds for our exhausted bodies and her son adores my baby. Not to mention the fact that they took us to and picked us up from the airport at really late/early hours. EVERYONE NEEDS TO KNOW A FAMILY LIKE THE BUNKERS.

So then we went to Utah where Lauren Jan Hillam became Lauren Hillam Wittwer in a beautiful ceremony in the Salt Lake Temple. Lauren married a grandson of an apostle so it was really cool to be there for their sealing. I couldn't help how emotional I got. I just love her and I'm so excited for her.

Annnnnnd then we came home. To our new, ghetto apartment and Danny started his job and I realized that I will still NEVER SEE HIM. His boss demands 10 billable hours a day. Which is a lot. More than most law firms. BAH! So Ava and I chill. And she tries to walk. Even though she just learned to crawl. And that is life.

The Great Makeup Purge of 2010

I don't think it's any secret that women collect so. much. makeup. Way more makeup than is necessary on a daily basis. It's weird because the majority of the makeup I own is not stuff I would ever actually wear out of the house. I have my go-to colors and products I use daily, the occasional saucy shade of eyeshadow for a night out, and a whole lotta other junk that I either collect and never throw away and feel the need to save or mostly used eyeshadows from clinique.

Well, in my effort to purge and pack, I have decided it is time for the unused and almost-as-old-as-me makeup to go. Surprisingly, there were some items of sentimental value or that just had fun memories attached to them. Indulge me.


Ahhhhh the lip stuff I wore to senior prom. I call it lip stuff because I really don't think you could call it gloss or lipstick. It was more of a stickgloss.


This is glitter. I wore this for halloweens and events that may or may not have had to do with some books about alleged vampires. I don't want to talk about it anymore. I am actually going to keep this though. You never know when a stay-at-home mom might need her face glitter.


I CANNOT believe I still have this eyeshadow. This is the eyeshadow I picked out solely to go with my bridesmaid dress for Dustin and Rebecca's wedding. Sooooo matchy-matchy. It's a mint green.


The eyeliner I wore to freshman year winter dance. If I had a time machine I would go back to tell myself that NO ONE WEARS EYELINER THAT MATCHES THEIR DRESS. Again with the matchy-matchy! Eyeshadow is forgivable. Eyeliner makes me cringe.


Probably my most sentimental items of makeup (I'm so weird). The blush and lipstick came in a Clinique bonus bag and I used them for stage makeup. They were the perfect shade for me (the lipstick is darker than the picture. Trust me). Many songs did I sing and lines did I deliver wearing this stuff. Oh well. *Throws in trash bag*


Well this is lotion. Not makeup. But this is a sample I received in my gift basket when I was a princess for Holiday at Home (a local pageant/scholarship program). I actually hate how it smells. Hate. It. But the smell does remind me of all the fun I had being a princess.


This is some lipstick that also came in the gift basket. It's a hilarious color and I decided to put it on. I. Look. Awesome in my scrubby clothes, unshowered, with no makeup except this amazing shade. Eh. I'll keep it.


BE GONE.

Now stop posting blogs and get back to packing. I swear you have ADD sometimes.