Some girls have “period underwear,” but I have “period pajamas.” These are my pajamas that are so uglybutcomfy that it doesn’t matter Christopher isn’t attracted to me because I’m on my period anyway. so I can be comfy and ugly. I’m gamin the system over here
Christopher says he can smell that I’ve been eating Doritos (“from across the room,” but I’m not believin that) He says the same thing about my Oreos but I put them in the FREEZER now so there’s no stopping me
I push on Christopher to wake him up when he snores at night, but then I lay there petrified that I’ve woken him up. Then I’m awake because I’m going through all these emotions, and here I am typing a blog post under my covers at 3am
(This may not sound significant, but it is because I wear a lotta t shirts)
I officially buy one size up from the size I wear because I care more about being comfy than looking just right. Subconsciously I did it, consciously I’m applauding myself
One of my favorite parts of living with Christopher is how he doesn’t fuss at me for how long my shower are (avg. 16 minutes). It’s like I wash every strand of hair separately
I have a strong** aversion to taking medication pills, but I’ll take 25 vitamins every morning gladly. I’m only taking 5 now, though, and Achilles is taking 2. Every time I enter the bathroom I want to swallow a vitamin
My favorite part of the day is nighttime when I can put on my pajamas and Vaseline alllll over my face. like a slime princess, all over. Try it!!
The day after* a long bike ride is the best because I can justify wearing a less cute and more comfy tshirt, sleeping past 8am, and watching tv during the day (but I don’t do this one because what even would I watch). 13.4 miles yesterday! I’m chasing the body pains
Some girls have “period underwear,” but I have Period Pajamas (my ugliest but also most comfortable pajamas) because now that I’m married it’s a waste to look cute when I’m on my period. AMIRIGHT
So Christopher knows my cycle just judging on if I wear the navy grandma shirt or not
I don’t get why women are so sensitive about being called “fat” when they’re pregnant???? I can’t wait to be fat, and not just because it’ll mean I’m pregnant. I just can’t wait to be fat
(sometimes food just SITS THERE, on my belly. I need an excuse)
I got mud on the (white cover over the) white seat of my handcycle, exactly where my butt sits. Christopher keeps saying it’s poop but it’s NOT POOP but hahaha I can’t blame him. How did the mud get there? (it’s not poop)
I clock at least 4 hours par day on Edinburgh zoo’s live penguin cam these days. I’m writing a book still so when i get stuck, i watch them on my other monitor until i think of a way forward. It’s very productive. They’re so silly
Christopher got a haircut that made me embarrassed to be wearing a T shirt that I bought in the 8th grade to dinner last night. sooo annoying. But I did still wear it and got no compliments. He got 2
Someone just told me that my wedding was more fun than their own wedding. ooooooooooooops i agree. photo as evidence
I bought this underwear for our wedding night @ honeymoon, but I COMPLETELY FORGOT and found them yesterday. Christopher said they would have “killed the mood” but what kind of mood are we even trying to set here? I think they’re perfect
I made banana bread tonight, which was the first food I've cooked in literally at least 11 months. But I kept saying "SHE'S BACK IN THE KITCHEN, LADIES. SHE'S BACK" while I did to hide from Christopher the fact that I forgot to add the bananas. in banana bread. she's back, ladies
Christopher opened a coffee roasting company, which means he’s roasting coffee beans to fulfill orders from our kitchen, which means it’s sometimes very loud, which means he can’t hear me opening the Doritos bag at 2:30 every day for snack. or my crunching, which is nice. I have a secret
also, this is good[, popular] coffee! www.afterdarkroastingcompany.com
On the theme of doing things for the first time that everyone has been doing for a long time (see: fake nails):
I took my first pregnancy test today(!): peed in a cup, sunk the stick, waited for 5 minutes. Then I was bummed because it said nothing? I dipped it in the wrong way but I poured out the pee so then I had to drink lots and wait for 5 more HOURS.
hahahaha but I’m not pregnant. This isn’t how I’d announce it
I bought an at-home fake nail kit (??? who am I) and I have all my nails on, great, but the thumb nail is on my middle finger, the ring finger nail is upside down, and I superglue a piece of tissue to my index. Day 2 of the tissue piece still being there, so we'll see how long that stays on.
But, my nails are long! I am lady-like! This was worth it and fun