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I really used to be a night owl. In college, I was the one convincing everyone to stay up late with me. Even when I was by myself, I’d never get in bed before midnight.

Now, I am the one convincing Drew to go to bed at 9:00. Admittedly, part of the reason is because we have real jobs and Drew makes us get up reallllly early. But the funny thing is, I’ve fallen in love with morning.

Lazy Saturday mornings are my favorite. “Sleeping in” until 8 is a real treat! I usually get up first and try to drag Drew out of bed. I love the freshness of morning.

I think I really fell in love with morning on our honeymoon. Costa Rica is two hours behind, so Drew and I would wake up 8am our time, 6am Costa Rica time. Prime morning. We would head down to the little restaurant for breakfast and no one else would be there. Everything was clean, cool and fresh. We’d have our breakfast and watch the sun climb.

Now, even though I complain about getting up early Monday-Friday, I still love the morning. Get up and try it sometime. :)


…is massage day.


I’ll be the first to admit that Drew is way too good to me. I am super spoiled, plus have a husband that makes sure I don’t become a brat (though I’m sure that’s a difficult job). Case in point:

Sometime in the last 2 weeks, I started to pine for a good massage. I’ve only had a professional massage one time in my life – on our honeymoon – and it was…well…interesting. We are not “spa” people. Who can afford that, geez? We’ve gotten pretty good as massaging each other, but that’s about as far as it goes.

So why the yearn? We got an Annapolis coupon book in the mail recently and before I threw it away, I decided to thumb through it. Wouldn’t you know, there was an ad for a local spa. Look, Drew! This ad is a coupon for massages! Let’s go get one! I plead. No. Okay then. I threw the book away, amongst promises of MAYBE getting a massage for our one year anniversary.

Also in recent weeks, I’ve been asking Drew for a TomTom. I reeealllly need one, Drew! If I’m going to be driving all over for photo sessions, I really should have some kind of navigation. He thought about it. He told me to do some research and then maybe we’d go look at some.

Flash to bedtime last night. I ask Drew if we can go look at TomToms Tuesday after work. He says maybe. I then proceed to ask if we can get massages. He says no. I work and work to get to a “maybe”. Somehow, Drew ended up giving me an ultimatum: massages or a TomTom. Choose.

I chose massages. I laid down on my pillow. I sat up. But Drew, if I’m going to get a TomTom eventually anyway, why shouldn’t we just get one now? Oh, I’m good.

As I type this post, I can glance down at my calendar and see our massage appointment for next Tuesday evening written in all caps with an exclamation point on the end. If I wrote down every single little detail of life in my calendar, I could also glance down and see that Drew and I will be going to BestBuy tonight after work to look at TomToms.

Go ahead, call me a spoiled brat. I’ll be too relaxed from my massage to care. Then I’ll drive far away from you with the help of my new TomTom.


…come back when it’s not family picture day!

We scheduled our family pictures about a month ago. I was so hopeful with the gorgeous weather this week. But of course, it is pouring. Maria and Drew (of Maria Vicencio Photography) are supposed to be here in 15 minutes. I am so bummed!

I just checked the doppler radar and it looks like there could be a break in the showers for just a little bit. Pleeeeease?

The temperature is currently 77 degrees. I am wearing a dress because I can. Drew and I are g-chatting about what to do this weekend. It’s a good day.

The past few weeks have been sort of difficult for me. I just transitioned into another job – filling in for my boss while she is on maternity leave. It sucks.

Not only am I not qualified for this job, I don’t even really like it! I am just trying my best to keep my head above water until July, when my boss returns to work. Being stressed at work filters into every other aspect of my life. When I get home, I don’t want to do anything but de-stress. I feel like I have no time to clean the house or cook, not to mention get photo jobs out to clients! Ahh!

Poor Drew has taken the hit. He has listened to me vent and rant pretty much everyday, and still offers his sweet smile and strong hug. He helps with the dishes and never complains about cleaning. He will sacrifice time on the computer and time with me while I edit pictures. Plus, he rubs my feet. Maybe this post should be titled “Ode to my husband”. Sorry for my complaining, Drew.

10 weeks to go.

I already referenced this video in a previous post, but watched it again and had to share it. This is the coolest thing I’ve ever seen, and it sounds so good! WATCH IT! :)


Drew: Let’s make out.
Me: No.
Drew: Fine, I’m leaving.

My dad recently ranked all 50 states by where he’d most and least like to live. I thought it’d be fun to do the same. However, to avoid offending anyone who lives in the states at the bottom of my list (don’t mess with Texas! Crap, I just gave one away), I’m only posting my top five.

  1. Colorado
  2. Arizona
  3. California
  4. Oregon
  5. Washington

All of my Maryland peeps should know that our state came in at a respectable 11th place. :)

Last night, Drew and I officially bought our tickets to what I’m sure will be one of the best concerts we go to this year.

It doesn’t get any better than this.

If you haven’t heard of one or either of these artists, please go check them out. Check out Derek here. Check out Sara here.

Come to the concert with us! It’s only $15. Buy your ticket here.

You can thank us later.