Okay okay okay, I know everyone in Blogland and even the non bloglanders are summarizing how 2013 went down, but since my blog essentially began as a confused college version of a New Year’s Letter (a very poorly formatted one I might add) and since above all else I use this platform as my nostalgic little diary…it seems only fitting that I jump on the year in review bandwagon and share some of my favorite memories from 2013.
I rang in the New Year in Whistler, Canada! Jefferson danced the night away, wearing eyeliner I might add. Ah yes, he would probably want me to tell you it was a Rock of Ages themed party, so his little makeup experimentation wasn’t QUITE as random as I’m making it seem.
16 days later I turned 21, and I celebrated with dinner at the Space Needle and a trip to Napa Valley for a double birthday wine tasting celebration with my wonderful Aunt Jenn. There was lots of champagne involved, so needless to say it was an enormous success.
Oh but wait, I’m getting ahead of myself, just days before my birthday I posted my very first ever in the history of the universe blog (referenced above). I had absolutely no clue what I wanted this little internet space to be, something about writing all of my thoughts, fears and details of my life on the world wide web for everyone and anyone to see just sort of called my name. So…The Fairy Princess Diaries was born! (Don’t worry, I’ll be hosting a proper Bloggy Birthday celebration on January 13th, of course you’re cordially invited to join me here).
In February I blogged a whole 3 times, I was still getting the hang of this little blog world (umm…I still am). I had the most ADORABLE little princess tea party with some of my friends and I nanny-ed my little heart out.
March brought a vacation to fabulous Kauai with Jefferson’s beautiful little family. I played mermaid the entire time, and made sure to enjoy my fair share of tropical beverages at the beach. I even remember splashing around in the waves on the last couple of days which is a major step for me considering I basically equate swimming in the ocean with death via glacier water.
I babysat my little Sugarplum princesses overnight for the first time. It really helped me to realize how much grueling hard work it is to be a Mom (or Dad). Kids are pretty cute, but let’s be honest, they’re also jerks. I want to just take a minute to virtually high five all of the parents who make it through everyday without ripping out their own hair (or even better, without ripping out their children’s’ hair). I watched A LOT of Gossip Girl, and cried when I finished the final season. Can someone PLEASE just create a comeback season about Blair & Chuck ten years in the future?! If we want to leave Serena&Dan out of the whole equation it’s cool.
I somehow became a health-nut and workout freak in May, which is pretty cool and my abs were definitely thankful. Somehow I’ve lost motivation since then…I blame Ben & Jerry. I think I needed the extra endorphins because to be perfectly honest I was feeling pretty sorry for myself because I still hadn’t made any friends at my new school (and still haven’t, woot). Luckily I found some time to stop sulking and threw on a pink tutu and bedazzled bra to dance my little heart out while being covered in disgusting sticky paint. I called that time Life in Color.
June just might take the title of “The Best Month in the History of 2013” but then again, July and August really gave good old June a run for her (his?) money. Let’s just start with the fact that my Aunt Jenn surprised me with tickets to Taylor Swift’s concert (in August) and then with tickets to Wanderlust in Tahoe within the same weekend. I was feeling PRETTY spoiled. Jeff and I took a camping trip to Lake Wenatchee with baby Boo, only to wake up on our first day home from the trip and discover our poor baby’s eye was swollen. Since the vet we take Boo to doesn’t exactly speak english, we still aren’t exactly sure what caused the ailment but he healed her, so it was all good in my book. The next weekend we visited Calistoga and attended a real live Medieval Festival at the Castello di Amorosa.
The last weekend of June I attended probably the best Electronic Dance Music festival in the state. Paradiso, is a weekend long festival at The Gorge in Eastern Washington. It was blazing hot, it was crowded, it was loud, and honestly, it was just absolutely magical. I am really really hoping to attend again this Summer.
If I were to combine all of my Summer daydreams and mash them together into a 31 day package with a pretty American flag bow on it, I would call that package July. You know how I said June was the best ever in the history of the entire universe? Well, I realized I lied. July brought a 4th of July celebration on Vashon Island with my beautiful ex-roomie Claire Bear. Vashon is basically one giant hippie festival, and it is perfect and I love it. Then there was a backpacking trip with my best friend Laura, Jefferson and of course baby Boo. It was one of the most gorgeous hikes I have ever been on and I am SO glad I live in such an amazingly gorgeous state.
The very next weekend Jefferson and I hopped on a plane and flew down to California, except this time we skipped Calistoga and spent our weekend at Lake Tahoe weaving flowers through our hair (okay, maybe that was just me) and om-ing like a bunch of granola yoga freaks (which we were). I was in downward facing dog heaven at Wanderlust. You guys, Wanderlust is the ultimate party of a yoga lover’s lifetime and I highly suggest you attend, even if you’re like me and your favorite pose is Savasana.
Jefferson and I were even MORE spoiled (hard to believe), we were hardly back from Tahoe for five minutes before we kissed baby Boo goodbye and celebrated Jeff’s sister Alyse’s 21st birthday in Las Vegas. It was hot, it was muggy, and honestly, if Jeff hadn’t won (and then lost) nearly $1000 at the roulette table it would have been as perfect as a unicorn hand delivering a banana split.
I’ve been trying to think of a pun involving August and running but since I can’t make jokes unless they’re at the expense of making myself or one of my friends feeling super awkward I obviously can’t think of anything. So I’ll just tell you, I ran a lot in August. If I’d run even half the amount I ran in August, in December, I wouldn’t be sitting here fat and sassy from all the holiday cookies and candy I’ve consumed over the past two months. That’s a lie, there’s a good chance I’d be just as sassy. Moral of August, I need to step up my fitness game…insert cliche fitness new year’s resolution here.
Most importantly, the most amazing magical moment of my life happened. No I didn’t get married, or graduate college, or give birth to my first child, but I did sit front and center at the Taylor Swift concert. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my ENTIRE life.
Jeff and I moved into our new beautiful two bedroom apartment! Not only did it come with an awesome roommate, lower rent and a safer neighborhood but there was even a full sized dishwasher, talk about a win-win-win. We also celebrated Jefferson’s 24th birthday (is it just me or is he seriously getting old). I realized how much I really truly suck at partying on a school night (I thought college students could just like…automatically do that).
The very best part of the month had to be my trip to L.A. to visit my movie star in training sorority Big, Vanessa. I did NOT want to leave, I loved being reunited with her so much I was considering forcing someone to mail me my clothes and sharing a room with her dorm room style. I mean, we could share clothes, drink mimosas together, walk to Starbs everyday and ultimately just live happily ever after. What is there to hate about that?
October is one of the only months I like besides summer, and January and partially December. October means halloween costumes, October means crisp autumn air, October means it’s socially acceptable to wear my orange Hello Kitty witch socks as often as possible. Besides massive amounts of studying (because I was aiming for a 4.0, spoiler alert, I didn’t get it) I was consumed with Fall Hocus Pocus Wild Rumpus.
I definitely traveled to California to visit my Dad & favorite Aunt&Uncle with two of my best friends and my boyfriend to attend a beautiful “Pagan Ball” at a castle winery. The blog post says it all but if you’re lazy and don’t want to read that…the fire alarm went off during “We Can’t Stop” and absolutely NOBODY left the dance floor so that was amazing. Towards the end of the month I also got a little sassy about my opinion on Halloween costumes, but to be honest I’d say it all again…sorry not sorry.
Not going to lie, November sort of sucked. Jeff was on a work trip for a week which meant lots of alone time…which I completely hate and then I was sick pretty much the rest of the month which meant sleeping for roughly eighteen hours a day, eating only tangerines and falling way way behind in all of my classes. It was rough BUT I ended the month with a trip to sunny Calistoga to visit the fam and the brand new restaurant they opened up! It was too exciting!
The first part of December was filled with frantic struggling to finish projects and study for finals. Once all of that lovely chaos was over I became randomly reflective. You know how most girls have that time of month when they are extra emotional and crazy, well that has been me for all of December. Isn’t my boyfriend lucky?! See emotional rants here&here. Of course Christmas came and went in the blink of an eye, I really truly still can’t believe it’s over. And here we are, December 31st, the last day of 2013!
Writing this little summary has me incredibly nostalgic and of course thanking all of my lucky stars for the beyond wonderful year 2013 has been. I can’t say it enough but I am SO incredibly grateful for all of the wonderful opportunities I have been granted. This blog has been such a source of happiness in my life, and my “happy place” when I’ve been down. Thank you so much for reading and I look forward to more happy sunshiney days in 2014!