Things I want to do before I get married:
Purge
I have too much stuff. Not all of it should make it to “Life Stage: Awesome.” Goodwill, get ready…for wigs, a Hawaiian sarong and a puppy-dog-print fleece bathrobe.
Organize
The stuff I’m not ditching needs a system. Especially boy-unfriendly stuff. Like makeup and jewelry. It’s everywhere. Beauty chaos.
Embrace the slow-cooker
I have a dream. That dream is to come home from church on a cold rainy Sunday to the deliciousness lazy comfort of ready-for-us soup or chili. Then Matt will watch football and I will nap beside him. Bliss.
My dreams often involve making food for Matthew. I think this is why he’s marrying me.
Note: These oatmeal cookie pancakes are highly recommended. Joy the Baker KNOWS WHAT SHE’S DOING. (And I was all grumpy about eating carbs that day. They cured such grumpiness with their cinnamon-raisin goodness.)
Learn to do my hair
Um. I have a lot of hair. It has three modes: 1. all down, 2. front section pinned back with a bobby pin or two, 3. ponytail.
It’s time to finally switch things up and actually start playing with the Mufasa.
Get fit
Well, it’s already week two of this pursuit. Matt and I are going to the gym FIVE TIMES A WEEK. At a super-miserable 7:00 IN THE MORNING. And…I’m kinda loving it.
I feel a little more alive already. For someone who sits for a living, the introduction to movement is a much-needed thing.
Right reason for going: I want stronger bones, better posture and more energy.
Real reason for going: I want to look like Catwoman. (Slightly kidding. But we’re using Harley Pasternak’s Five Factor Fitness program. And he trains Halle Berry. Um, and Seth Rogen….)