Pink Gloves.


Pink Gloves (4)B and I just joined a new gym that we are both really stoked about.

It’s something totally different from what we’ve ever done before. There are different stations, and every day there is a different workout led by trainers who show you what to do at each station. We’ve gone about five times so far, and I seriously love it.  I’ve never sweated so much in my life, and I’m already starting to feel a little stronger.

There are really great trainers that work there, but I thought that I would share a little anecdote with you.  I should preface this story by saying that there is a very large portional that I’ll end up sounding like this little lady.

The initial conversation we had with the gentleman who was handing us our new boxing gloves and equipment went a little something like this:


Gentleman:  We have pink and black boxing gloves, I’m assuming you want pink (looks at B).

B:  haha. I’ll take black

Gentleman: (looking at me & laughing at his joke) Pink works for you?

Me:  Actually, I’ll take black as well.

Gentleman:  (Laughs… and then realized I wasn’t joking.)  Are you not a girly girl?

Me:  I don’t know, I’m just not a fan of pink, I guess?

Gentleman:  We can order different colors, would you prefer purple?

Me:  No, Black is fine, really. 

(One minute later)

Gentleman: (Very earnestly to B & I)  This workout format is actually really good for women, because they don’t have the opportunity to gab when they should be working out. 


And then I did this:
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I’m probably going to need a month…potentially two before I’ll be able to do that

What I wanted to say:   Oh Ya, this gym is ideal for women, except I noticed that you aren’t equipped with fainting couches?  Will someone ensure that I’m lowered to safety when the tightness of my corset and unpredictable emotions set me into a fainting spell?

What I actually said: …..nothing.

Question:  Would you have responded differently? 

On a similar note.  On our Road Trip to DC, as soon as B and I entered Tennessee, I switched the station to country music to get in the mood.  I haven’t listened to country music in quite some time, and we immediately noticed that nearly every song went a little something like, “Hey GIRL, slide on over in my truck,  I’ve got a six pack, and you’re looking mighty fine in those painted on jeans…bla bla bla.”   Apparently, I’m not the only one that had picked up on this ‘one-dimensional’ female country character because there’s a new song out that pretty much hit the nail on the head.  Check out the new music video by Maddie & Tae for, “Girl in a Country Song” and their interview on NPR’s ‘All Things Considered below.

Teenage Songwriters Take On Bro Country 
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Music Video 

All The Best,


Home Decor (finally!)

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We found out that we were moving to the DC area right after we painted our walls.  The next thing that was on our ‘to buy’ list was picture frames and wall art.  It would have been pretty ridiculous to hang personalized photos on the walls of a home that we were trying to sell, so I’ve been waiting patiently to purchase home decor for quite some time.  I have so many pictures that I’d love to display from our travels, and have found a few cute typography prints from Etsy that I think will be fun to hang as well.  I especially love the vintage Missouri and Nebraska maps… an ode to our hometown roots.

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Small Spaces.

We have this narrow little nook in our bedroom.  I haven’t started my new job yet, but I know that once I do, I’m going to need a space to work.  I’ve been scouring the internet and new/used furniture shops for a desk that is 30″ or less that I could squeeze into the nook, but haven’t had much luck.  Until I found this little space saver from West Elm.  It’s a little pricey for such a small desk, but it’s all that I’ve been able to find thus far that will fit my current purpose, and could also easily be used for other purposes if/when we eventually move to a larger place.


All The Best,


Road Trip.

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Prior to learning about the news of our move, I  had desperately wanted to take a road trip over the summer.  My road trip vision shifted regularly.  I initially wanted to explore a beautiful national park solo, and then thought it might be more enjoyable with a friend…  because well, you know….

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Goodbye Missouri.

Have I mentioned that saying goodbye is difficult?  Missouri is where I’m originally from and where much of our family and friends still remain.  We passed through for a day or two, and saw as many people as we could.  Georgie was even able to spend the night at her favorite person’s house (my mom), and B and I were both able to say our “see you laters” to friends and family. IMG_5503

I can’t mention leaving the midwest without mentioning these two.

My gorgeous sister-in-law has created the two most beautiful children and it breaks my heart into approximately  one million pieces, and tears stream out of my eyes if I perseverate too long on the fact that we won’t get to be apart of their lives the way we’ve been able to over the past several years.  We’ll just have to get really good at sending videos and Facetiming.  We also changed our credit card to one for airline miles, so hopefully we’ll be able to visit frequently…and I’m sure it won’t be long before they’ll get to spend their summers with their ‘cool aunt and uncle…’ right?!


Hello Nashville

Nashville was the first stop.  Ironically my friend, Allison, had just visited Nashville and had blogged about her 10 favorite spots.  We tried to check out a few of her faves, but as I mentioned, we had Georgie, so we were very limited as to where we could stay and what we could do with a dog.  The first night (July 3rd), we made sure she was settled and then headed downtown to grab some dinner at Merchants, a spot with amazing service and tasty southern cuisine.  We then ventured into a nearby bar to check out some live music.  I was absolutely blown away by the musical talent.


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I saw Radnor Lake State Park on TripAdvisor, and thought it would be a good thing to do with George, and it definitely was.  There were intricate trails that you can’t take a dog, but there is a paved path around the lake that you can.  It was very shady, and the perfect thing to do to start our day.

I then plugged in Allison’s recommendation for “I Dream of Weenie” an adorable food court that sells hot dogs (I had a delicious veggie dog, but they had tofu dogs too).

East Nashville had a very cool/hipster vibe. As B and I were sitting there enjoying our hot dogs there was a guy sitting on a blanket to our right playing a guitar and singing, and young family whose daughter wandered away and the mom shouted after her to come back by saying, “Poet, honey come here!”

We headed back out to downtown later that night for the “2nd greatest fireworks show in the country” and to enjoy more live music.  We had totally underestimated how crowded it would be.  The weather was perfect which brought over 200,000 people downtown.  Crowds that large start to make me feel slightly overwhelmed, so we found a good spot in the back for the earlier shows, and then made our way into a “Honky Tonk” for another hour or two, where I danced around to a ridiculously talented cover band.IMG_6873IMG_6877



Nashville to Charlotte.

The journey from Nashville to Charlotte slightly scratched my itch for a National Park road trip.  We passed through the Smoky Mountains, and took in some of the beautiful scenery.   We spent only a quick night in Charlotte, and then left the next morning, but I was very impressed with what I saw and definitely want to venture back.


Virginia Beach.

By the time we reached Virginia Beach, my usually chill pup was a ball of anxiety.  We went for a walk down the boardwalk of  “Resort Beach” to stretch our legs and then checked into the hotel where she was glued to my leg everywhere I walked.  The whirlwind of family visits and hotel stays  had her feeling (I assume) as though we were going to drop her off and never come back, so we made our night out in Virginia Beach very brief.  The boardwalk at Resort Beach was extremely crowded, and it wasn’t really my vibe.  The next morning I convinced B to drive 30 minutes in the opposite direction towards “Sanbridge Beach” which was far more my speed.  There were a lot of rentals with pools and sand volleyball that looked like it would be a fun place to go with friends or family for an extended weekend.

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For the past 10 days we’ve been getting settled.  In true B fashion, we had everything that we owned unpacked and in its place “proper place” in just a few hours.  We celebrated with a meal and some wine at a local establishment.  Much of the first week has been sorting out logistics (internet/cable, finding a grocery store, spending the day at the DMV, hoofing it around town, finding a new gym and grocery store), all the fun that moving brings!  We’ve also made time for a little fun! We’ve spent some time veggin’ at our new apartment pool, enjoying homemade dinners and wine on our balcony, finding some awesome farmers markets and dog parks, navigating the metro, and exploring the area!

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All The Best,


Oh, Hey. (part 2): Goodbye Nebraska


This is ‘part two’ of my recap from the past month.  If you missed part one, you can check it out  Right HERE

So where did I leave off… Oh yes.

B and I spent the first two weeks of June exploring the DC area for a new place.  The good news was that the rental we found was in a prime location, and was such a good deal compared to the other apartments we’d toured.  The downside was that it meant we’d have to move in about 3 weeks earlier than we had originally planned.

Back Home.

Upon arriving back home to NE, B made a comment to the effect of, “This may be the last time for a long time that we fly into Omaha.” Approximately 2 minutes later, I was a sobbing mess. I had been extremely excited and present throughout our DC apartment hunt.  I had been taking in all of the details of the floor plans, scenery, and amenities, but  yet was apparently somehow simultaneously emotionally detached throughout the entire process.  It is as if I was planning for a life that was years away, but upon arriving to our NE doorstep, it hit me that the countdown to our big move had officially began, and was ticking away at warp speed.   I wanted to mope, but sulking wasn’t really an option. We had family visiting in a few days, and then we’d scheduled to head to KC for family photographs shortly after… The pictures turned out really well! Sneak peak: (the actual pictures have been purchased, I just don’t yet have the disc).




Back Again.

Upon our return, I unexpectedly received phone calls  for two different job interviews. One was a week away and allowed for a phone interview, and the other was a few days later but required that I interview in person.  In person.  We had just returned from DC, and I only had a week or two left before we had to move there, and now I had to book a flight, and a car, and hotel and head out once again….and wouldn’t it figure that the in-person interview fell on the exact date of a concert that I had been planning to attend with my girlfriends as one last hoorah?

Poor pity me, right?  Two job interviews for a gig that’s pretty tough to snag.  I should have been ecstatic.  The fact that I wasn’t ecstatic made me question quite a few things about whether or not this was something I should pursue. With hindsight being what it is however; I think my lack of enthusiasm had more to do with the fact that:

1: having a potential job lined up made it that much more real that I was leaving some of my favorite humans and 2: I would now have to spend my days cramming over state law and prepping for my interviews instead of making a few last ditch memories with friends.


My phone interview went ok, but I had a hard time reading the in-person interviewers.  As I waited in the airport during my 4-hour delay back home, I remember thinking, “Well, I did all that I can do.  If it doesn’t work out, it doesn’t work out, and I’m so completely fine with that.” B had been so extremely supportive throughout the process, which definitely helped to relieve some stress.

…and then two days later I got two job offers.

So I guess it was probably a good call that I picked flying out for the interview over the Bruno Mars concert.   Although I heard Bruno put on quite the show.

I deliberated a bit between the two offers before making my decision. I don’t start for a few weeks, but I’m getting really excited about it!

The last couple days.

So after all of the back and forth.  Only a few days remained before our cross-country journey.  I soaked up as much time with friends and family that I could.  I used up an old gift certificate to do the now extremely popular canvas/wine painting experience and got dolled-up for a friend’s ah-mazing Coachella-inspired party.  Check out her blog for all the details and more pictures:  Backyard Coachella Party
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Seriously. Check out her blog for more pictures from the party.  They had everything.  Hula-Hoops, Yard games, a huka, amazing snacks, a root beer float station (with vanilla vodka if you so desired), and these amazingly fun temporary tattoos: Backyard Coachella Party.  They also planned the absolute sweetest ‘send-off’ where B and I ran through an arch of sparklers (like we did on our wedding) and then lit a lantern that narrowly caught everything in its path on fire… but that’s neither here nor there.

Photo Credit.


 Goodbyes are for the birds.

The night before we left we had dinner at B and I’s favorite Omaha Mexican Restaurant with some of our favorite Omaha people.  It was quite honestly pretty surreal.  I wanted the night to last longer, but we still had a few things that needed to be done… which included crying, packing, drinking our “saving this for a special occasion” wine that we received when we got engaged, and reminiscing about our favorite Nebraska memories. IMG_7076

Since my husband’s gig is requiring us to move,  they hired a moving company for us.  B was there to “supervise” so my job was to take Georgie and sit on various outdoor patios.  It was rough, but somehow I managed. IMG_6837

IMG_6838As the movers loaded up the last few boxes, I said goodbye see you later to the first friend I met in Omaha.  She and I have been through so much together over these past years, and I couldn’t have survived much of it without her constant positive perspective and support.  I’m just so thankful to have had the time in Omaha that I did, and even more grateful to have technology like Facetime so that we can sit around and drink wine and chat even though we are now in different time zones.


Road Trip.

B and I finally hopped on the highway and waved goodbye to Nebraska, which thus began our week-long road trip to DC.  Our first stop was Missouri to say goodbye to more friends and family, and then we were off to Nashville, Charlotte, and Virginia Beach before we reached our permanent destination.  More to come on our road trip soon!

All The Best,




Oh, Hey.

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I’m not quite sure how over a month has passed since my last post.  That is actually not true.  I know exactly how it happened. Over the past 40 days, my life has been in the midst of a total whirlwind.  These past 40 days have consisted of multiple trips to DC (one for house hunting, the other for an unexpected job interview), we took extended trips to visit family, and then spent as much time that we possibly could with friends as we packed and prepared for our big move.  My physical presence wasn’t the only thing in flux . My emotional state has been all over the board this past month as well.  So for the few quiet moments when there was both time and reliable internet available,  I just mentally wasn’t.

So here I sit forty days later at my new favorite writing spot, a little bistro table that sits on our shaded outdoor balcony overlooking rooftops, treetops, and the Washington Monument which is partially visible in its lit-state in the distance.  A view that will take me quite awhile to get used to.

The whirlwind has finally began to settle, and I’m feeling as though the winds have calmed enough for me to begin jotting down some words once again.  So bare with me as I use this space as a bit of a journal for the next few posts to deconstruct my thoughts on things that have transpired.

10-Day House Hunting Trip.

(portions of this have been sitting in my ‘draft’ file for quite some time, so forgive any tense transgressions).

B and I spent the first half of June searching the DC area for a new place.  My type-A husband did not disappoint.   He had an organized binder in hand with our scheduled tours listed by date and a blank checklist of questions for each location.  After two days, I was already starting to feel slightly disappointed, but luckily we were able to meet with a friend of a friend who helped us focus our search to more appealing areas.  Neither B nor I were at all familiar with the area, so we looked everywhere, and I mean everywhere (NW DC, SE DC, NE DC, Alexandria & Arlington, Virginia and several spots in Maryland) .  I think my personal favorite was the elderly community center that came complete with a bowling alley, swimming pool, and ‘bridge’ card game tournament room.  When I asked the elderly woman, who was giving us our tour (and was also a resident), where the nearest metro was, she responded that there was really no need to leave the community because they had a convenient store, restaurant, and beauty salon on the campus…. and some pretty sweet appliances too:


Wait. This costs how much?!

The elderly community was a bargain, but the trade off was nonnegotiable. So the search continued. As much as B talked about the drastic differences in price from the midwest before we began our search, I was still in shock upon hearing how much a 600 sq. ft. apartment could cost.  Not to mention.. “Oh you have two cars? That will be $150 per month per car.  Oh you have a pet?  That will be a $500 nonrefundable deposit and $70 per month.  Plus our $150 per month amenity fee, and of course your monthly utilities as well.” After days and days of searching, we finally found what we were looking for. An affordable little place (It’s seriously very little), but it’s in a really great convenient location.


The vast majority of the trip was spent touring 25+ apartments, but we were able to fit in a little fun as well.  We celebrated our anniversary by taking the backroads through Maryland en route to Annapolis. We stopped at cute quaint beach towns along the way, and took in the beautiful windy roads and gorgeous greenery.  I’m so excited to live in a place where you can drive an hour and the scenery is totally different.  If you drive an hour East in NE, you will be in Iowa, this may shock you, but Nebraska happens to look strikingly similar to Iowa.


We were able to take in a few more sites before catching our flight back to NE.  We spent a morning at the Arlington Cemetery, and then hopped on the metro for an afternoon at the Holocaust Museum, both of which brought me to tears.  If you find yourself in the DC area, they are both must-sees.  While at the Arlington Cemetery we were able to catch the Changing Of The Guard ceremony which takes place every hour on the hour 7 days a week, 365 days from 8am-7pm (April-September)  and 8am-5pm (October-March).

The Holocaust Museum ( Honestly, I can’t even begin to describe this experience, so I don’t think I’m going to try.  We spent nearly half the day, and it wasn’t enough.  There are 3 or 4 levels, and each levels has so many videos and articles that you could get lost in for days.  The shoes at the end will forever be burned into my brain. There is also a really good exhibit for younger children called “Remember the Children: Daniel’s Story”  It leads youngsters through a path of a young boy’s experience during the Holocaust in an honest, but child-friendly manner.

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More to come soon.  I mean it this time.


All The Best,

My Favorite Day

wedding12It is so cliche to write this, but two years ago  was one of the happiest days of my life.  I was never the girl that dreamed about her wedding day.  In fact, I honestly had no desire to even get married.  I knew I found the man I wanted to be with for the rest of my life, and that was more than enough for me. However, after being together for nearly five years, B decided to pop the question, which set in motion planning for our special day.  B & I cared very little about the details of our wedding day, except for three things: 1) We wanted it to be extremely small…as in immediate family with a handful of our best friends.  2) We wanted it to be somewhere beautiful. 3) We wanted someone else to figure everything else out.

We spent a day scouring the internet for destination wedding spots including sandy beaches, romantic vineyards, and mountain ranges, but we kept coming back to the idea of a wedding on the beach.  We came up with a list of 4-5 venues in the Sandestin, Florida area and then booked a trip to check them out.  Once we arrived, it was such an easy decision.  We decided to go with a little art studio located just a few steps from Santa Rosa Beach.  It was a wedding planning duo. The husband was the artist, and the wife was the main wedding planner.  I cannot emphasize enough how amazing our experience at Weatherall Fine Art Wedding was.  It included a suite for four days that was located above the venue,  Heather, the wedding planner, was so organized and not a single detail was spared.  The package included a flower budget (I chose peonies), delicious food, alcohol with a bartender, gorgeous simple decor, and the orchestration of every other vendor we might want involved.  It was the least stressful experience I could have imagined.

Most of our friends and family turned it into a week-long vacation, some even opted to book a house together.  We went parasailing together and they spent time hanging together on the beach.

Our actual wedding day called for rain.

As we were set to take “first look” pictures the humidity was so thick that the short stroll outside to meet had left me drenched in sweat with hair that hung limp, but I didn’t care. We got in a few sweaty pictures before making a bee-line for the venue before it began to pour…. and did it ever pour.  Time ticked by as the guests arrived. B & I greeted everyone and we unconventionally all sat together hoping for the rain to clear.  It was getting later and later, and we needed to make the call.  One of the reasons that we specifically chose this spot was because the art studio was very quaint and beautiful and was a perfect backup spot.  Heather asked what I wanted to do, and I said, Lets just get married inside, it’s really ok, and it genuinely was, but almost as soon as the words left my lips the skies cleared. Heather made a quick bolt to the beach to set things up, and the guests were hustling after her.  With everyone in their place, I walked towards B as a rainbow filled the sky.  It was beyond picture perfect.

I had wanted to share hand written vows, and B agreed to write personalized vows as well. I dislike standing in front of large crowds, especially if speaking is required, but this was so different. I was so proud to express to B everything that I felt for him, and it felt amazing to share that moment with the people we loved the most.  When B shared his hand written vows I’m not sure if there was a dry eye on the beach.  My eyes were far from dry, I literally sobbed throughout the entire ceremony.

Our ceremony began with these words…

This beautiful setting should remind us that, like the ocean, human life is ebb and flow- The life of the spirit and emotions- moves in cycles. To be in a relationship does not guarantee an eternal summer. To make a sincere and honest commitment does not promise, an end to all struggle. What a good relationship does offer, much like this ocean, is the opportunity for renewal. It recognizes the abiding, shared hope that after every fall and winter, spring and summer will come again.

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Happy Anniversary.

We decided to follow the traditional anniversary gift guide.  For our first anniversary, We exchanged “paper” by celebrating with airline tickets for our delayed European honeymoon.  This year is cotton. I found the perfect wedding gift for B, and I absolutely love it.  I had a custom cotton push-pin travel map made from the JWDesignStudio Etsy Shop:


I procrastinated ordering it (big surprise), so it hasn’t yet arrived.  When it does arrive, it will include my favorite quote from our ceremony script:

“Despite the vastness of this earth, despite the chaotic details that make up our lives, despite the hundreds of people we will meet in our travels, you are mine and I am yours forever.”

Sappy enough for a Saturday?

I write you from a hotel room in the DC area where B and I have been hunting for our new home, and are getting so excited for the start of this new adventure!

All The Best,


Birthday Giveaway: Part Two!!

sprinklebday (3)It’s time for the second part of our birthday-inspired giveaway!  As you possibly already know, I’ve paired up with my new blogging bud,  Ashley, from for a two-part giveaway!  The other week Ashley posted an INTERVIEW of me over on her space, and now I get to do the same!  A few months back, I stumbled upon TheWineStain. I fell in love with the content, especially Ashley’s witty writing style, like these Bachelorette Predictions and I could relate to her search for a fulfilling life and the interesting struggles that both graduate school and living life as a 20-something bring.

Without further ado…

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This past May you blogged about changes that were happening with your blog (e.g. Recently you went from a blogging duo, to blogging solo), What does this mean for your readers?  What can we expect to find on your blog?  You’ve also mentioned that you are in the “experimental phase.”  I feel like I’m right there with you, but can you elaborate on what this means for you exactly?

When The Wine Stain was a twosome it had this balance and diversity of content that I loved. Kier was the earthy wellness guru and I was the sassy feminist. We were very different in some ways, but very much alike in other ways. Thus, when she left (her work schedule is crazy!) a very important perspective left. So, I’m here thinking, “Shit, what is this blog all about now?” The other day WordPress informed me that I had registered 4 years ago. I wish I could say I ran the same blog for 4 years, but I just left a trail of half-assed blogs. I’m trying to find my voice, “my thing,” my place in the world, And, I think my blog will reflect that. I think I’m a very reflective and intelligent…hot mess. And, for the first time, I’m embracing my sassiness. What can you expect from my blog? Reflections on introvertedness, social commentary on pop culture and history, witty rants, personal thoughts and feelings, and well…change.

You are currently a PhD student in Rhetoric and Writing, care to break down what that means?  What are some goals (either professional or otherwise) that you have for yourself?  Or some exciting things that you have planned for your future?

The field of Rhetoric and Writing (or Rhetoric and Composition) is a field that focuses on how we teach writing in universities, how language shapes our understanding of the world, how people communicate, and so much more. I study feminist research methods and the history of writing and technology (specifically typography). My dissertation is (probably) on an alternative history of grammar via typography history. Hope that makes sense?

A year from now, pretend you are looking back and celebrating a successful year…. what do you hope to be celebrating? Or what would be your definition of a “successful” year?

I would celebrate my graduation from the PhD program. I HOPE. I will maybe be a homeowner (or renter). I’ll be celebrating the fact that I have a dishwasher. I will be celebrating A/C. I will be celebrating a new job. Shit, I have a lot to do this year.

My fellow Gemini friend, it is also your birthday! What are your birthday plans?

I am having a small cookout with my family and friends. I have tried to plan parties the last 5 years of my life and it has always failed miserably.

Lastly, what are some random fun facts?

  • Every time a television program is buffering, I sing “BUFFERING” to the tune of Night Ranger’s “Sister Christian.”
  • I was voted “Most Likely to be a Stand Up Comedian” in high school.
  • I am usually reading 10 books at once, because I get distracted easily.
  • I have to sleep with one leg outside the sheets.

Want to know more about Ashley?

Check out her About page!

Giveaway: Part Two!

For the extremely simple rules for the second part of  our giveaway check out Ashley’s “w(h)ine & cheese” inspired post:  It’s My Giveaway, I Can Cry If I Want To.    She’s giving away a super cute handmade cheese tray and a Target Gift Card (the perfect amount for a bottle of wine, naturally).

All The Best,