Eleven Years

S on SnowdoniaWe take a quick break from our new house decoration posts to note that the Architect and I started dating ELEVEN years ago today. It’s insane to me how long that is. I’ve recently been going through old family photos, and it’s like I’m a child and then BAM! There he is with me.

He said we weren’t going to celebrate, since last year we went on vacation to Vermont and called it our “tenth anniversary goodbye vacation” since after that we were going to celebrate our wedding anniversary. But, he came home from work with some beautiful flowers for me. What a sweetheart.

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So I thought I would post some factoids about our eleven years together and some photos from throughout.

Together, we have lived in seven places–an apartment in his college town for one winter break, DC where we met the Artist, three different places in our last home city, and now two here.

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We traveled to three countries together on our honeymoon: England, France, and Wales. I’ve stayed at home while he’s gone to France, England, Switzerland, and Italy twice.

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We got married when we had already been together for nine years.

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We were in a long distance relationship for five years, during which we went to college. That was when I learned how to have friends and be in a relationship, and I’m very grateful for that time, even though it was difficult.

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When we first got together in high school, we agreed that we would break up if we were still together come graduation. That obviously didn’t pan out, which is wonderful.

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The Architect briefly dated K in 9th grade. It lasted about three weeks, which is 1/190th of the time the Architect and I have been together.

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However, he’s lived with her all but five months of the time he’s lived with me, which means he’s lived with her 93% of the time he’s lived with me.

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I’m sorta running out of number facts, so I’m just going to talk about how cool he is. He designs lots of buildings for lots of architecture firms, and when people come over to visit, I just walk them around and point out all the cool things he’s made.

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He has a really cute giggle and he’s an excellent listener. He always does whatever he can think of to make someone’s day a little better, like bringing me home those flowers even though we said we weren’t celebrating. And he really loves dogs.

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And….one time in high school for twin day he dressed up as me. Doesn’t he look way different now?

Making a Hair Trim Silly

S on SnowdoniaYou may or may not have noticed by this point that I have really, really long hair. I like to keep it just above my tailbone. I also only wear skirts. I just like how feminine both of those things make me feel.

I started growing out my hair soon after I graduated college because I was mostly unemployed and waking up every day and doing some new hairstyle made me feel pretty and like I had it together. And now I just like it. I like the flexibility to have it formal or casual, it’s easy to wear–I just throw it up in a bun with a hairstick most days and it takes me all of five seconds to have my hair done.

I started wearing only skirts when I was working in a warehouse. It made me feel sad and gross to wear grungy clothes in case they got dirty, and the dust in the warehouse washed out easily in the laundry. So I started wearing only skirts as a sort of rebellion against the lack of beauty in the warehouse. Even after I left that job, though, the skirts have stuck around. I own exactly one pair of jeans, which I wear for things like bonfires where a skirt is really just not the most appropriate thing.

Anyway, it was time for a hair trim today, so I thought I would should you guys how I do it. Plus, BONUS SILLY FACES! I trim my hair any time it actually reaches my tailbone. Here’s the before picture: Hair to infinity

Hair trim beforeI trim my own hair because it’s easy, and I don’t want to spend my dollas on paying someone to cut off more hair than I want them to cut off. K got her hair cut couple months back, and I went with her, and I realized it was my first time being in a hair salon in oh, about seven years. I’ve only been actively growing my hair out for about four, but before that I was a poor college student and just had K cut it. Anyway, back to my free and goofy trim. This will work for any hair long enough to make a ponytail with. Step one: Make a ponytail straight at the top of your head, and then make foolish faces because your hair feels super cheerleadery and your bangs point at the sky.

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silly ponytail 2Step two: Pull your hair straight up and down and grab the end even if it’s way beyond where you can reach it. Make an absurd face because you can’t reach.

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Step three: Chop straight across. Make a ludicrous face like this takes concentration.

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Step four: Look at that flat cut and momentarily freak out. I thought I was cutting layers? What have I done?!

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hair on floorStep five: Make a crazy face while you pretend like you have short hair for once.

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Step six: Make ANOTHER preposterous face while you check to make sure it looks good.

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And there you have it! Seven steps to a tiny little hair trim complete with a good time!

*Today’s silly synonyms courtesy of S and her Thesaurus