Coffee Talk v.12

How long has it been since I've written one of these? Answer: too long. Feels nice.

We bought a Dyson vacuum off of Groupon the other day (the one we got as a wedding gift finally croaked, sad face). I can't count how many times D and I have mentioned how excited we are for it to get delivered. Adulthood is weird. Also, you can buy some super strange things (re: vacuums) on Groupon. [UPDATE: vacuum just delivered and I've already vacuumed every surface of my home. STOKED.]

I had a dream this week that terrified me. I had a baby on a rooftop in London surrounded by a bunch of people I didn't know. I didn't look pregnant, the baby just fell right out of me, AND...it had FOUR ARMS. Two plastic arms, two real human arms. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUDGE DOES THIS MEAN? I know it's so far fetched that it could never happen, but I feel like Freud would have a field day with this one. I'm still weirded out by it.

I haven't given a lot to the blog world lately. What with starting a business, taking care of a aging pup, hosting guests, traveling (what little we've been able to do), family emergencies (2015 has been crazy, yo) and just trying to keep my head above water…this blog has definitely fallen by the wayside. Some days I'm very "meh" about it. Other days I'm in a panic that I'm slowly loosing all I've built the last 4 years. I'd like to say I'm figuring it out, but honestly, I'm feeling stuck in a creative rut and my time management skills are all over the place. Not to mention, I need a serious blog update (re: move to Wordpress--gasp, I know!), but I'd rather spend my hard earned $$ on 100 other things. The inner turmoil of a blogger. #thestruggleisreal

We got one of those big box store memberships a few weeks ago. We've literally been shopping there every Sunday after church...like old farts. I'm basically obsessed with giant bags of salad, bunches of organic bananas (I'm talking 10 bananas for $1.89 TOTAL), and industrial-size packages of paper towels. An entire cabinet in our house is full of paper towel rolls...and I'm not even mad about it.

We are on day 18 of the 21 Day Fix and I am LOVING this program. At first I thought I was going to lose my mind with all the meal prepping and container counting, but once we got the hang of it (and the hang of eating SO MUCH FOOD), we've flourished with it. Guys, I've worked out every single day since June 8th. Seriously. I've NEVER done so much consecutive working out in my life. Nor so much clean eating. We're constantly full and it's all good stuff. Makes my insides so happy! D's already down 8 pounds and I've managed to shed 4.5 lbs, plus inches all around (p.s.- I really hate how quickly dudes can lose weight, ugh)! What's been even more rewarding than seeing that scale move down is that we both feel so darn good. More energy, feeling toned and tight, happier, and just all around AWESOME. In fact, I think I'm going to go two rounds with it!

I look forward to these videos every Wednesday. [Warning: curse words abound, proceed with caution]

Getting client emails with photos and videos of them arriving to their destinations and LOVING every second of their vacation makes me absolutely BURST with happiness (especially the kid reaction videos to finding out they're going to Disney...beyond cute!). It's the best feeling in the world seeing your hard work pay off for such sweet, travel-loving people. I am so in love with my job, it's nutso.

Anyone else sweat profusely while watching Jurassic World? I left the theater supremely satisfied with Chris Pratt and his gorgeousness...but totally stressed out from dinosaur suspense. In other words, GREAT movie. Go see it. Movie I will NEVER see...MAX. The previews were enough to do me in.

We just hit the year mark of repatriation. June 23rd marked 4 years since we moved to Germany as well as the year mark of moving to Florida, ending our overseas assignment. Total craziness how one day can hold so many big events, just years apart. I spent a good part of that day reading through old blog posts and staring at photos of our time in Europe, like an old sap (if I could have drank a giant glass of Riesling, I would have--thanks, 21 Day Fix). Such a sweet season of our life that still tugs at my heartstrings each day. D and I both know if we were ever to go back and have another round of living abroad, it wouldn't be the same as the first time around. No way it could compare. That makes me sad, but also gives me comfort that we are where we're supposed to be in life right now, even if we miss our German life.

What's going on in your neck of the woods? Chat it up!