Lazy Day Jam

Today felt like the first real day of “being engaged”. Both of us had the day off, so we hung out and ran errands. We even got a Costco membership (#married)!

Stacked breakfast tacos with salsa verde—it's what's for breakfast.
Stacked breakfast tacos with salsa verde—it’s what’s for breakfast.

Our enjoyment of each other hasn’t changed, yet I find myself happier and more at peace. More enjoyable to be around, I guess. The “will we or won’t we” question had been weighing heavily on my shoulders, so getting to take a deep breath for the first time in months was exhilarating. I wish I’d been more secure and practiced more self-love before getting engaged, but at least now I can spread the positivity and wisdom to the younger women in my life.

This is an appropriate .gif to send to haters/people putting sexist pressure on you. You do you, girls.
This is an appropriate .gif to send to haters/people putting sexist pressure on you. You do you, girls.

My best friend sent me the above .gif when we were talking about yoga earlier. I’m so fortunate to have a brilliant, badass feminist in my life.

I snapped a couple of dorky photos of my fiancé (!!!!!!!????!!!!) and I at dusk. He’s been very indulgent with me lately—I think he can tell how excited I am.

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I didn’t get a full outfit pic, but rest assured, my everyday look is casual mime. Our Converse were a bridal party gift from my fiancé’s brother’s wedding last month. It felt super appropriate to wear them today.

**”Lazy Day Jam” is the name of a song that one of my fiancé’s music students wrote. They performed it at the school recital last week. Insert 1,000 cry-face emojis.

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