Today is my birthday. I am still pinching myself in disbelief that I am 28 years old. I just can’t believe it. My life has changed so much since I turned 27, and when I say change I mean a roller coaster of ride to the better type of change.
Let’s see – J and I moved – twice…We got married…I started a new career that I am so uber excited about that I couldn’t sleep for days after talking and planning it…I live in my hometown and it’s actually not that bad. I enjoy it…I am in the process of designing and creating a new calendar…I have spent lots of time with our families and our friends…we took our honeymoon…I could go on and on.
Now that I am 28 it’s time to start contemplating what I want to accomplish this year… What is my 28 to do while 28?
- Stay with my healthier lifestyle because it really does make a difference
- Go to 28 concerts/shows/plays/etc.
- Launch my new calendar line that I am obsessed with
- Continue kicking butt to become a CFP
- Get better taking and processing photos
- Grow merelynne.com by 50% this year
- Start an e-newsletter for my calendar and merelynne.com
- Travel to…anywhere and everywhere
- Help someone in need
- Host a Christmas party
- 10 DIY projects
- Girls’ weekend
- Go to lake as much as possible
- Mother/Daughters’ trip
- Put a little blue in my hair for a short while
- Stop drinking soda
- Take exams for work to become licensed
- Make a t-shirt quilt out of my Sorority shirts
- Get involved with CrossFit…again
- Redesign merelynne.com
- Create a beautiful workspace at home
- Do a fun Christmas photoshoot with J, me and the pups
- Finally create our engagement (and now wedding) journal
- Somehow manage the crazy pups so I can do a photoshoot of them
- Decorate our new house
- Pay down more bills
- Worry and Stress less
- Have the time of my life
AHHH! I cannot wait to get started on my list and to see what this next year holds for me. I’ve been pretty blessed and am counting my blessings!
Some people aren’t lucky enough to be born into a family that supports and loves one another like I was. I have been on such an amazing journey knowing that I am loved. I know I have a family that will stand up for me, no matter what. I remember once in junior high my Mom staging a sit-in at the principal’s office, all because I had one-too-many tardies and was going to get Saturday school. I was too young to drive and why should I be punished for the bus running late because every kid on the bus received a tardy that morning or why was I going to be in trouble because my parents were running late? My Mom didn’t see the point of Saturday school and my tear-filled face couldn’t stand the thought of being punished for something that was out of my control. So, my Mom sat, sat some more, and refused to get up. Wouldn’t you know the principal cracked first and my tardiness was excused, and I was free to sleep-in that Saturday? That’s love.
I grew up in a small(ish) town knowing that my older sister was my protector. I was one of the first kids in daycare to learn how to tie her own shoes. Mainly because my sister was tired of always having to show me. So she sat me down in our family room one afternoon and showed me how. She must have demonstrated a thousand times. For some reason she didn’t lose her patience with me and celebrated my final victory of getting the last around and through the hole. She was the one that taught me how to be cool, not be a tattle-tale because “you know what happens to tattle-tales? They end up stuffed inside a locker,” and she taught me how to let loose in college.
I’m lucky my sister stood with me on my wedding day and held my dress while I went pee like fifty times that day (at least it felt like that much). I cannot wait to celebrate her big day on a beach in Florida with her. She deserves greatness and is destined for success. Happy, happy birthday to my older sister. I can’t wait until the day that we are both in our 80’s sitting outside on a front porch yelling at those youngin’s while holding a martini in one hand.
4th of July is my favorite holiday of the year.
The smell of fireworks fill the dark sky, lightening bugs flickering in the air, and the sound of crickets chirping far off in the distance. It’s a beautiful thing. What’s not to love?! I get to spend all day laying out by the pool while the Mom grills yummy food. Then the evening is filled with bright lights, crackling sounds and lots of laughter. Sounds like a pretty decent way to spend your day.
Last year J and my sister were deemed the official firework artists. They were getting all into it and not really paying attention. I mean, it was pretty dark outside and they didn’t really come prepared with flashlights. Next thing we hear is my sister tell J that there was a small fire behind his foot. He stomped out and then Dad took off to get a shovel. The entire family couldn’t stop laughing. The two pyros were about to really get the show going.
My Grandma carried the hilarious incident over to Christmas and gave them both a baseball cap with a light attached to the bill.
The 4th of July brings out the best in all of us.
My birthday and my sister’s is only a few days after the 4th. When I was little I naturally thought all the fireworks were the kickoff to my birthday celebration. It didn’t help my egotistical ways when we ate birthday cake the day BEFORE my birthday thanks to my sister’s being 2 days before mine. She had to wait a whole day and I got cake early. I had to be the favorite child, right? Right.
Okay, I know that’s not true. A girl could dream though.
What’s your favorite holiday? I’d love to know!
It was a big birthday – this past weekend we celebrated J turning 28.
And it’s official – he is one year older than me (well at least for the next 2 months)! It was a full weekend of celebrating him and to be honest, he deserved it. But please, PLEASE do not tell him that. I had a hard enough time convincing him he didn’t need the whole weekend to be all about him and his birthday, but was so unsuccessful at it. I mean, it pretty much was the J Show, but it doesn’t need to go to his head.
His actual birthday was Friday and we headed over to my in-laws for dinner. We ended up staying pretty late thanks to an intense game of Logos. Of course me and Grandma won because we were pretty much rockstars! If you have never played Logos before, I suggest getting it. It’s really fun and all different age levels can play. Plus it’s a blast watching J get excited over an answer. His finger pointing gets pretty out of control.
Saturday we woke up early thanks to our lovely dogs. I swear they want to sleep in during the week when we have to get ready for work, but they can’t give us one extra hour during the weekend. We had lunch with my family who was in town then headed to Fairmount Park to watch the horse races.
I had never been to a horse race before and it was interesting, fun, exciting, depressing, and a little sketch all at the same time. You could tell the regulars from the non-regulars. The real-time betters from the ones just looking to have fun for only $2. The inside reeked of shame and depression, but I just avoided it as much as possible. Outside was where the party was at. We had great seats and my mother-in-law brought a birthday cookie cake (J’s favorite) and a giant pretzel from Gus’ in the shape of 28.
We partied hard until the last race was over.
Sunday we had brunch with my folks for Mother’s Day and then headed to J’s grandparents for Mother’s Day dinner with his family.
The weekend was fast-paced, never ending and a ton of fun. I seriously could have used Monday to recoup and catch up on some sleep.
Happy birthday. You are my best friend, my rock and the man I desire. I love you more with every passing day.
When I was younger I asked God and wondered how my future would look. I was curious about the path I would take and the man I would call mine for all eternity. I know He had a plan for me and that plan was you. I am glad I didn’t have a crystal ball to tell me what life would be like because I would have been skeptical. Some days I cannot fathom how I got this lucky. I have the opportunity to spend the rest of my days with someone like you, it’s a blessing. You are a blessing.
Here is to the next 365 days of your life and I hope they are filled with joy, love, and laughter.
So lovely for the big 2-7
I turned 27 last week and I thought what better way to celebrate than to come up with goals for the coming year; 27 to do while 27.
Let’s face it, I am no longer in my mid-twenties. I have crossed over to my late-twenties. AHHH!
I came up with 27 goals while I’m 27 (get it? ha).
Continue to work and build up this little blog of mine
Add more and more designs to my Etsy shop, MereLynneConcepts
Take a trip out of Missouri with J
Get heavily involved in Crossfit, because I love it and need it in my life
Move to a home with a basement. If you live anywhere near Southwest Missouri then you understand the crazy amount of tornadoes we get around here. Plus, J really would like a man-cave.
Do 27 DIY projects
Pay off some bills. Not the fun exciting thing you would expect to see on a birthday wish list, but hey! I’m 27 now and I need to be a responsible adult.
Teach Tiny a few new tricks, like play dead, roll over, or perhaps just not to jump on me when I get home. I’m pretty easy to please.
Go to a concert (or 2 or 3…)
Take a drive down to the local drive-in for a date night with J
Become an avid amatuer photographer
Do an overhaul on the site’s design
Setup work space at home
Have a mother/daughters trip
Have a family Christmas photoshoot
Host a ‘family’ dinner with my closest friends
Start a small garden… and keep the plants a live
Control my road rage. It’s bad people, real bad.
Create a journal of our engagement
Learn to successful do a fishtail braid
Be more adventurous in my cooking
Eat out less
Maggie and Tiny photoshoot
Create a blogging routine
Make a t-shirt quilt from my college Tees
There is my 27 goals to do while I’m 27. Wish me luck! I’ll keep ya updated throughout 27 on how I’m doing with these goals.
Look at how cute of a kid I was!
Happy Birthday to me, happy Birthday to me!
Today I turned 27 years
When I was a little kid I hated having a summer birthday. Mainly because I could never have a party at school. All the other students got to have an entire afternoon dedicated to them and we got to eat cupcakes in honor of their birthday. I didn’t get any of that! Teachers always said that they would host an end of the year birthday celebration for the kids with summer birthdays, but that never happened. Ever.
As I’ve mentioned, I also always thought that the fireworks on the 4th of July were just for me.
Fast forward fifteen years and my birthday was filled with booze, short dresses, and staying up all night.
Fast forward five more years and I’m happy with a quiet night at home with J. We spent the night at home, together with the dogs. It was perfect.
This birthday was like any other day. It started early with having to take Maggie to the groomers and Tiny to the vet for her “lady” surgery. Then I headed into work. The best part of it is that I took off work for tomorrow… the day after my birthday.
You know you’re growing up when you are responsible on your birthday and take the next day off work to care for your pup.
I am working on 27 things to do before I turn 28… that’ll be posted in the next few days. It’s time to set some goals.
Oh and just one more time, Happy Birthday to me!
Hope everyone has a joyous 4th of July.
This holiday is my favorite. Possibly because my birthday is only 5 days away and when I was little I thought the fireworks were just for me. Self-absorbed much? Probably, but I’m okay with it. Secretly I still think the fireworks on the 4th of July are just for me!
J and I have plans of grilling some food and drinking some beer in the backyard because that’s what we do! Hope you have a wonderful 4th of July!