Jamaica Baby!


Hi, guess what! I’m in Jamaica!

As you read this I should be laying on the beach reading a book and sipping a rum runner while celebrating and relaxing with my family. 

I’m taking this week to unplug and unwind, storing my phone away in the resort safe.

I’ll be back in touch next week!


xoxo Katie



Anniversary Trip to the Finger Lakes

Back in the beginning of June, Ryan and I took a long weekend to the Finger Lakes in NY to celebrate our first wedding anniversary. We explored the back country roads, went swimming, did a boat ride, and went to 13 wineries and breweries. Yes, 13! 

You know when you visit a place and it just feels like home? That’s what our trips to the Finger Lakes feel like. It’s peaceful, relaxing, and laid back. Everyone we meet is so welcoming and treats you like family. We love exploring the small old-fashioned feeling towns and of course trying all the different types of wine. One of my favorite things is the fact that it is never crowded. You go to a winery and there are usually only a few other couples there. There’s no traffic and no wait at restaurants. It feels like a private secret escape!

This was our second time visiting the Finger Lakes region (the wine country of New York that is named after the many long and narrow lakes that spread out across the environment like fingers.) There are hundreds of wineries spread across the region, making it the Napa Valley of the East Coast. They are known for their Rieslings and ice wines. 

Last summer we stayed at a bed and breakfast on Canandaigua Lake  that was also a wildlife refuge. We hiked the gorge at Watkins Glen and did the wine trails on Keuka and Canadaigua Lake.

This year we rented a lovely little waterfront cottage on a little Waneta Lake, which is perfectly located between two of the larger lakes, Keuka and Seneca. 

We left eastern PA early Saturday morning and arrived in Hammondsport, NY at lunchtime. We went straight to our favorite place to eat on Keuka Lake – Bully Hill VineyardsThey have a beautiful covered patio overlooking the lake and awesome food. Their wine tastings are also really fun! This is Ryan’s favorite winery.

 After lunch and a wine tasting, we drove down the road to the next winery on our itinerary: Dr. Konstantin FrankHands down the best wine we’ve tasted in the region. Also the best tasting experience. Unlike most vineyards, their tasting is free and they are very knowledgable about the wines and the wine making process. We have nicknamed it Dr. Frankensteins. Beautiful view too! 

Next we hit Ravines Wine Cellars, which was a small yet nice winery.

We wrapped up our afternoon at McGregor Vineyard. This Scottish themed winery was the nicest wine tasting experience we have ever had. They led us into a private room where we got our own cozy table. Instead of speeding us through the tasting, they left us alone after pouring each of our wine selections. We were also treated to a lovely spread of cheese, fruit and bread. We loved it here so much that we stayed and enjoyed a glass of wine and more cheese. This is truly a hidden gem off of Keuka Lake!

After a pleasant experience at McGregor’s we made our way to our cottage. Just a short 8 minute drive later and we arrived. We found this lovely studio cottage on AirBnB for a great deal. The owners live next door and supplied us with a filling breakfast each morning as well as the use of their dock and kayaks. It was perfect. Just look how cute!

After settling in we sat by the water for a bit and enjoyed some wine on our porch. I had the perfect getaway read, “Happy to Be Alive, Because” written by fellow blogger Chelsea at The Girl Who Loved to Write.


(headband by Chelsea as well! Buy your own at Pretty Lovely Littles)

That evening we enjoyed cocktails and appetizers at Snug Harbor and then dinner at Union Block in downtown Hammondsport (voted one of America’s coolest small towns!) After dinner we headed back home to crack open a bottle of wine from McGregor’s. 

Sunday we were greeted with breakfast waiting for us on our front porch. 

After breakfast and a few cups of coffee we took the kayaks out on the lake. Remember when I said the area is so peaceful? Well we had the ENTIRE lake to ourselves. It was so beautiful. We kayaked around for a bit and just spent some time floating out in the middle of the lake. 

Afterwards we showered and headed out to Seneca Lake for the day. First we hit up Glenora Wine Cellars where we did a tasting and purchased a bottle of champagne to drink later that night. We then had lunch down in Watkins Glen at Seneca Harbor StationIt was a little too touristy for my tastes with bland overpriced food, but the view was very nice. We choose to eat there because we had 2 p.m. tickets for a local boat cruise up the lake. 

We were one of 6 passengers on boat tour. It was a short one hour cruise and it was nice to see the biggest Finger Lake (Seneca Lake) from the water. 

(looking at Hector Falls from the water)

After the boat tour we got in a car and got ready to hit the east side of Seneca Lake and do some damage on the wine trail. But first we stopped for some photos at Hector Falls.

We then hit the following wineries:

Atwater Vineyards: Very  good wine, good views, good prices but a little silly about their rules. Unlike every other winery we have been to, they insisted that we couldn’t buy a bottle on site, open it and only drink one glass out of it. They said it was NY state law that we had to finish the whole bottle. That was not the case at any other winery. 

We finished up the afternoon at Wagner Vineyards and Brewerya large winery and brewery with excellent views of the lake. It was a much more relaxed/party environment. Ryan really enjoyed their beer tasting and brought home a make your own six-pack while I scored two bottles of wine. 

As we started the 30 minute trek back to our cottage we decided to forgo our previously scheduled evening plans. We had brought some fancier clothes and planned on a nicer dinner out to celebrate our first anniversary. Instead we decided to make a pit stop at a local grocery store and pick up some appetizers and have dinner out on our dock while we watched the sunset. 

Best decision ever.

We had an amazing night with the best view. We stayed out and chatted under the stars into the night and then headed back to the cottage. 

Monday morning, being our actual anniversary day we had dessert for breakfast! Yes, we froze the top layer of our wedding cake and saved it for this occasion. 

The pink champagne cake still tasted really good! We were dorks and fed each other cake and made our wishes for our second year of marriage. 

After soaking in the last views of our lake. Yes it has now become “our” lake, we packed up and checked out of the cottage and headed back over to the eastern side of Seneca Lake for a day of more wine tasting. 


We hit up:

 Chateau LaFayette Reneau: Excellent wine, a little pricier. Nice customer service and a beautiful location. We had the place to ourselves.

Leidenfrost Vineyards: A German themed winery with a relaxed environment complete with a winery dog!!! We enjoyed a bottle of a good spicy Gew├╝rztraminer out on the sunny deck. Again, we had the place to ourselves. 

Hazlelitt 1852 VineyardsNext we popped into the fun Hazletlitt compound. This place was huge, with a big outdoor concert venue as well. This was the only place we had to wait for a tasting all weekend, not bad though. It has a fun Jimmy Buffett like environment. Cheaper prices for what I’d call “boat wine” or “porch sippin wine”. We picked up some champagne and some “travel” bottles of red. 

At this point we were starving so when we drove past a little farmers market that advertised Cheese Tastings we had to stop. We got to taste over 50 different kinds of cheeses. So , so, so good!

Red Newt This winery and cafe are a little off the beaten path, but so worth it! The wine is a bit pricier, but you can tell. (I swear I’m not a wine snob!). They had some of the best reds. After doing  a tasting we had lunch on their lovely patio. Let me tell you, BEST GRILLED CHEESE I EVER HAD. I could eat it for the rest of my life. 

Two Goats Brewing After lunch we popped into this little brewery. They don’t do tastings but they sell their own beer as well as other varieties. Ryan enjoyed one of their lagers and I enjoyed a hard cider. Fun place!

Finger Lakes Distilling Oddly, we finished our Finger Lakes weekend off at a distillery. Ryan and I (but mostly Ryan) tasted some vodka and whiskey. It was interesting to hear their process and look around the distilling company. 

It was a perfect weekend and on the drive home we started to dream about coming back sometime in fall to see the foliage and be there for the harvest. Truly a romantic escape that is on the cheaper side. I’ve always been dubbed as a beach girl and I’m surprised at how much I have fallen in love with the lakes and the mountains and the serene environment. 

Before our trips I researched for hours regarding which wineries and towns to visit and where to eat and stay. There are literally hundreds of wineries and you only have so much time.

Here is a summary listing of where we went and what we did:


Keuka Lake:

Bully Hill Vineyards (western side)

Dr. Konstantin Frank (western side)

Ravines Wine Cellars (eastern side)

McGregor Vineyard (eastern side)

Seneca Lake:

Glenora Wine Cellars (western side)

Atwater Vineyards (eastern side)

Chateau LaFayette Reneau (eastern side)

Wagner Vineyards and Brewery (eastern side)

Leidenfrost Vineyards (eastern side)

Hazlelitt 1852 Vineyards (eastern side)

Red Newt (eastern side)

Two Goats Brewing (eastern side)

Finger Lakes Distilling (eastern side)

Where We Ate:

Bully Hill Vineyards (Hammondsport, Keuka Lake)

Snug Harbor (Hammondsport, Keuka Lake)

Union Block Italian Bistro (Hammondsport, Keuka Lake)

 Seneca Harbor Station (Watkins Glen, Seneca Lake)

Red Newt (Hector, Seneca Lake)

xoxo Katie

Bathing Suit Anxiety – Body Talk

What can I say about learning to love your body that hasn’t been said before? We all know that numbers shouldn’t mean a thing. That self-deprecating and depriving yourself of food only leads to stuffing your face in front of the TV. That the media is bad. That being healthy is more important than being skinny. We get it. 

But do we remember it when me most need to?

Next week I leave for a week-long vacation at a Jamaican resort with my entire family. Excited doesn’t begin to explain what I’m feeling inside. The beach is my happy place.

Yet, here I am again, close to tears, as I try on my various bathing suits. A wave of rage and hate rolls over me as I scrutinize every inch of cellulite, every stretch mark, and every extra inch of fat that hangs over the thin layers of spandex. 

I’ve come a long way since I was the 22-year-old girl who ate under 500 calories a day, glued herself to the treadmill for hours and thought maybe she might be worthy of a happy life if I was just 115 pounds.

In the past 10 years I’ve grown out of my need to achieve the “perfect” body. I found happiness in my 150 pounds, in life and in love and matured. 

But then why does that starving girl take over my body while I’m in the dressing room of Old Navy, pinching at my hips and thighs and telling myself I look disgusting? She makes me feel like the girl writhing on the couch in pain on Sunday morning, complaining of the worst hangover ever and exclaiming, “I will never drink again!”. Yes you will. 

No matter how many inspirational quotes on body image and self-love that we pin on Pinterest, no matter how strong and muscular we make our bodies, no matter how often we flaunt about self confidently, that self-doubt always finds a way to creep back in.

I fill my head with these thoughts because when I’m trying on bathing suits I picture the perfect woman lounging on the perfect beach.

You’ve seen her too. she’s in every single advertisement, commercial, magazine, weight loss article, celebrity gossip magazine. She’s ingrained in our brain since childhood, haunting us, telling us, ” I have it all! men want me, women was to be like me. I rule everything and I’m so happy!”

Lies. Deep down we know she’s lying to us, right?

She’s not happy. Being happy means that you must feel. And she can’t feel because she’s merely an object to be admired. A pretty little thing for us all to gawk at and admire. Her toned legs and perky breasts are no different from a sand sculpture on the beach. 

No one looks like her on the beach. The beach is messy. If she were real, she’d be smothered in greasy spf 50 sun tan lotion, with sand lodged in places unmentionable. The wind and salty air will have created a rat’s nest of her hair. (Seriously have you ever seen “mermaid curls” on the actual beach?) She’d be bored out of her mind trying to sit and look pretty, missing out on all the fun. 

By comparing ourselves to her we are participating in self objectification.

We are viewing ourselves as objects, making it impossible for us to be anything but. We are socialized to think we will always be less than if we are not perfect. Perfect isn’t for humans. 

You know what makes me feel beautiful at the beach? Playing in the waves, body surfing, sailing, getting lost in a good beach read, acting silly with my husband at the swim up bar, running on the beach. This is what makes me beautiful.

Yet  those thoughts never cross my mind while staring at my reflection in the dressing room back at home.

While trying on your bathing suit, focus on all the fun you will be having in it, rather than what your reflection is telling you. Step away from the mirrors and reflect on your memories and hopes of adventure instead. 

I always stress before a vacation but once I’m on vacation I’m having way too much fun to be bothered about the way I look in my bathing suit.
So I must limit the time of scrutinizing of myself. I’m not an object to be studied. I should stop the examination after I discover a suit has a nice pattern or color, covers the pieces I want covered and will stay put while I’m swimming and running. I must stop treating my body in a bikini like an object and more like a vessel for allowing me to have fun. 
I don’t want to bring home memories of regret of sitting in my beach chair agonizing over my stretch marks and fat rolls. 
I want to remember how good those multiple desserts at the buffet tasted and the endless frozen drinks cooled me down. I want to remember acting like kids again in the ocean with my siblings and husband and the the way my husband looked at me over cocktails.
I want to remember the way the sun and the ocean air and the fun with my loved ones made me feel simply beautiful.  
Mr. Thomas & Me

Where Do You Draw The Line with Social Media?

I have a love hate relationship with social media. I don’t think I”m wrong in stating that this is the norm. At least once a week I have a Facebook friend who declares they are deactivating their account forever, and then they return a week later with a rant about Comcast and selfies with their dog.

We can’t stay away.

It’s simple enough to see that social media has changed our world drastically in a short matter of time. Now, we cannot imagine a world without it. We check it countless times a day, we share what we are eating, where we are going, what we are buying. We share our views on current events, complain about the jerk at Starbucks and humblebrag about our gym workouts. It’s what we do. And that is fine.

 But when does the net of the world-wide web become less of a way to reach out and grow and more of a trap. When does social media hinder us from actually being social?

Don’t mistake me, I love many things about Facebook and Instragram and Twitter. I enjoy seeing what close friends who live states away are up to every week. I’m the girl who will actually click-through all 122 pictures of your beach vacation. I enjoy browsing through the adorable photos of your kids and your pets. I like to see the life updates of acquaintances; new jobs, engagements, weddings, babies, new homes, graduations. I like seeing you do fun and happy things with your loved ones.

I enjoy celebrating and documenting my life and updating friends and family on outings, life updates, and fun photos. I support your choices and will validate them with likes galore.

But somewhere I have to draw a line.  Lately I’m becoming more and more angry with social media. Lately it feels like the rude uninvited party guest that crashes the party, eats the last of the nachos, brags about how awesome their life is, talks badly about every guest behind their backs, and makes you go home early feeling miserable about yourself. 

Social media has every characteristic of a toxic friend:

It’s Rude: Social media intrudes into every aspect of our lives. It’s there in between my husband and I in bed. In the morning we both reach for our phones rather than reaching for each other. On our commutes we bury our heads in our phones, scrolling through our Instagram and Twitter feeds instead of having some quiet contemplation time. We sit down to catch up with our spouse and refer constantly to “awesome” articles we read online, or a blog post that caught our attention, or the newest cat video. It’s hard to imagine a conversation that does not include at least one reference to something we saw online.

Are we even thinking for ourselves anymore? At get togethers with friends, Facebook is causing silence as we “check in” to restaurants and share pictures of our meals and post statuses saying what an awesome time we are having. But are we?

It’s Needy: Social media sucks us in. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve lost 30 minutes or more of my life just trolling through Facebook and Twitter. How many times I’ve back stalked someone on Facebook or looked through countless photo albums. Or when one link on twitter leads to reading 6 BuzzFeed articles. Social Media is that annoying friend that says you never spend enough time with them. They always want more. 

It makes us feel miserable: People only present their ideal lives on social media. You will never see people posting repeatedly about their colic baby, their vomiting dog, their annoying in-laws, their leaky roof, or how their spouse is driving them absolutely nuts. Social media bullies us into thinking our lives are miserable compared to what we see online. Similarly it also makes us feel like our lives aren’t worth living unless we have perfect things to share online. The comparison games leaves us feeling joyless and worthless. We think the things that makes us happy aren’t true unless someone validates them. 

It’s a Dictator: The other week I was catching up with a friend at her house when I witnessed her baby walk from one end of the room to the other. I let our a “woot!” and asked when this milestone happened. My friend responded, “oh last week, didn’t you see the video I posted on Facebook?”. Unless you are constantly checking your feed your are apt to miss out on people’s exciting news.I can’t tell you the last time I had a lengthy phone call with a friend or when news was spread personally rather than a big announcement on social media.

Facebook dictates social news. It has taken over as the way to learn about your friends lives, rather than actually, you know, be social with them on a one to one situation. 

It delivers false promises: Social media promises to make us feel connected to one another. In turn we feel the need to constantly check our news feeds, fearing that we may miss out on some fun story, news, or event. We want to be part of everything. But our FOMO (fear of missing out) makes us so disconnected from ourselves, our needs, that we eventually miss out on what is most important – what makes us happy as individuals.

We are promised community a place to share ourselves and find someone else that will say, “me too!” Instead we have turned into a society of people so desperate for a sense of connection that we sit with our eyes buried in social media blind to the fact that our loved one sits right next to us doing exactly the same. 

Has social media made us all socially awkward? Has it made us lose touch with our independence? In a world of selfies have we lost all sense of self? We declare that selfies are a way to show our uniqueness, our own special beauty. But if we are all so proud of our own beauty, why do we need to share it 5 times a day and constantly check to see how many likes we have received?

Where is the line drawn between sharing, documenting or celebrating your life and searching to one up your friends and acquaintances and prove that you live a worthy life?

I don’t know how to escape it when it’s all around us. We’re headed to Jamaica for a family vacation soon and even my mom was surprised when I said I wasn’t going to take advantage of the free wi-fi at the resort. Escape is hard to find when you live in a world where everyone around you is dependent on social media.

I find a time everyday where I simply put down the phone. We try to have a no phones allowed time each night and stay off of Facebook in bed. But when our cellphones are the only way for family and friends to reach us in times of emergency we can’t simply put down the phone and walk away for a long period of time. 

So I want to know. Where do you draw the line with social media?

xoxo Katie

One-Year Anniversary Gifts – Paper

On June 2, my husband and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary. Since I’ve decided to take the slow and easy approach to blogging this summer, I haven’t gotten around to recapping our Anniversary celebration in the Finger Lakes – that day shall come, but today I’m sharing our one-year wedding anniversary gifts!

Our way of celebrating was to take a long weekend to the Finger Lakes, aka wine country in NY. The trip was our main “gift” and way of honoring our anniversary and celebrating our love. However, we still wanted to commemorate with small gifts to each other as well. We decided that we will gift each other small anniversary gifts each year and following the traditional gift rules.

According to tradition, the first year wedding anniversary gift is to be made of paper. (You can view the traditional gifts for years 1-100 here).

We also gave each other a $50.00 budget max. 

I began thinking about what paper gift to give Ryan a few months ago. Tickets to an event? A nice framed photo of us? Restaurant gift certificate? I had already done the journal for our wedding. I wanted it to be heartfelt, sentimental, have meaning to both of us and also be of some use. Once I figured out the perfect gift, I simply couldn’t wait for Ryan to open it. It was going to be perfect for him. 

When it comes to opening gifts, Ryan has the patience of a 5-year old at Christmas. As we were packing up the car for our roadtrip he kept begging to open his gift now. He couldn’t wait.  Meanwhile I was anxious that my gift was not going to stand up next to his. He had told my best friend what he got me and she kept telling me it was “SO perfect!”. 

But wait we did. We opened our gifts on the eve of our anniversary, sitting on our deck overlooking the lake while sipping local wine. As soon as Ryan opened my gift he started laughing and said, “I can’t believe this! Open mine! Now!'”

If we need any other evidence that we are perfect for each other, the fact that our handmade paper gift were basically the same says it all. 

We both gifted each other artwork that incorporated the song lyrics of our first dance song, Michael Buble’s “Everything”.

Ryan contacted an Etsy shop and had this adorable print customized for me. The tree is made out of paper with the song lyrics printed on it. It was simply perfect! 

For my gift to Ryan, I designed a large canvas with an excerpt of the song lyrics printed on it. We’ve been discussing a new gallery wall to go above our bed and I designed this with that wall in mind. 

Great hearts love alike!!! 

What did you give for your first year anniversary? Do you follow the traditional rules?

xoxo Katie


A Day In My Life

Today I’m giving you a little (humorous) sneak peek into a typical day in my summer life, narrating by gifs of one of my favorite shows Gilmore Girls.             

5:30 am: Ryan’s alarm goes off. There’s a 50/50% chance I hear it. Either way I remain in bed in a half asleep state. 

6:15 am: Ryan says “Good morning Babe, have a good day, see you tonight, I love you” in the sweetest way possible. I mumble something like “Good night, have a good night, love you”. He then leaves for the day. 

7:10 am: My alarm goes off. This is a joke alarm. Everyday I laugh at it. Ha ha, you think I”m actually going to get up on the first alarm? I hit snooze and lie back in bed.

7:19 am: Second alarm goes off. I can’t hit snooze fast enough. 

7:29 am: Third alarm goes off. I consider getting up.

7:32 am: I lie in bed and stare at my phone. My excuse is I must check the weather. You know, so I can see what to wear to work that day.

7:50 am: OMG how is it 7:50 already? What have I been doing for the past 18 minutes? (email, facebook, instagram, blog reading, twitter, repeat).

7:55 am: PANIC MODE. I must get up. I have to get up. But, I have nothing to wear. No time for make up. No time for cute outfits. I grab whatever is closet to me and is comfy and forgiving. I rotate the same basic and plain  6 summers dresses all summer for work. Stylin. 

8:08: am: I’m dressed and running downstairs to pull together some type of breakfast and lunch to take to work.

8:10 am: I take Maggie out and then load her up in the car and leave the house, out of breath.

8:28 am: Drop Maggie, our adorable poodle, off at doggie day care at my Mom’s house.

8:29 am: I’m forced to do a quick drop off with Maggie and utter a quick “Hi Bye!” to my Mom.She always wants to chat. And although I wish our greeting could be more like this:

There is no time for that. I’m basically already late for work. 

8:31 am: Arrive at work. Phew, only 1 minute late. 

8:35 am: I turn on my office computer and then coffee. Coffee before anything else. I can’t function without it. 

8:35 am – 9:30 am: Respond to work emails and make a plan for the day. Very hard. Very sleepy.

9:30 am – 12:00 pm. Work. Boring details you don’t care hearing about. (not like the minute by minute updates of my morning routine that left you on the seat of your chair)

11:00 am: Hungry, but will be strong and wait until noon to eat my lunch. 

12:01 pm: Sit down at my desk ready to eat my lunch. So hungry! Just as I’m about to put the first bite of salad into my mouth my boss runs over with an emergency. Something is wrong with our computers or internet connection. I’m recruited to try to fix it. This happens way too often. 

12:30 pm: Crisis solved. Eat lunch at my desk. 

12:40 pm  – 2:30 pm: Focus on work. This part of the day always flies by.

2:30 pm – 4:30 pm: Depending on my schedule, work on freelance projects either at home or at client’s office.

4:30 pm – 5:30 pm: Go to my mom’s to pick up Maggie and girl talk for a good big. Involves either gushing happily about our days or venting. She’s the best listener. 

5:30 pm: Head home and start making plans for the night. Sometimes I meet up with girlfriends. Other times I head to the gym or go straight home. Ryan won’t be home for another two hours at least. 

6:00 pm: Plans disappoint or change. Then I either don’t have one of the ingredients needed to make the dinner I was planning (and I”m too lazy to leave the house again to go back to the store) or Ryan texts saying he’ll be home late. 

6:20 pm: Try to brush it off. Get soaked into social media for far too long.

6:40 pm: Work out. Either at gym or at home. 

7:30 pm: Make dinner. If it’s this late, it’s usually some easy staple like salad, chicken and rice, mac and cheese, or pizza. This could explain the extra summer fun weight. 

7:45 pm: Yay Ryan’s home! Hugs and kisses from me. Death scratches of excitement from Maggie,

8:00 pm: We cozy up on the couch (sometimes dining room table if I made a nicer meal, like once a week) and stuff our faces. We are both starving. There is little talking. Just eating. 

8:10 pm: We are done eating. Ryan graciously cleans up the kitchen. We then sit and discuss our days. This usually leads to talking about the future. Which always leads to both of us being anxious and overly worried the future. Will Ryan find a job after graduation? Will he pass the bar?  How low is our bank account?  Where are we going to live next year? How will we get through another week? 

8:40: Enough worries. Time to pour some drinks. We open some wine and relax and enjoy each other. After half a glass our worries turn into happy babbles about our hopes and dreams and encouraging statements like,  “We can do this!” and “All we need is love!”.

9:00 pm: We now  watch one of our TV shows before crashing for the night. We binge watch shows intensely. Having finishing the second season of Orange is the New Black about a week after it was released we’ve been at a loss at what to watch. We just started The Following. I haven’t had a peaceful night of sleep since. 

10:30 pm: Time to head upstairs. We cozy up in bed and read before saying “lights out”. Hands down, this is my favorite part of the day. 

And there you have it! Riveting right?

I had fun linking up today with Leslie today for her Confessional Friday: Day in the Life!

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 Happy Friday! Enjoy your weekend!

xoxo Katie


When Your Best Friend Gets Married

Our Fourth of July weekend included fireworks of another variety – those of LOVE!

Okay, enough with the cheesiness. But my best friend got married on July 5 and the holiday weekend was full of wedding festivities and fun! Are you ready for a picture heavy post? This is a short wedding photo recap of the wedding weekend. I hope to share more with you soon!

The wedding was held at the gorgeous Farm at Eagle’s Ridge.

Saturday was a beautiful, warm but not too hot, sunny day. The venue is an old restored farm-house and farm on immaculate grounds with a fully renovated barn, corn crib, and 1800’s stone farm-house. There are a few glistening ponds and lovely areas to meander around and to enjoy the countryside.  It was such a beautiful and perfect wedding.

I know how much work and stress Kay Marie put into her day, but the wedding day went by as if it was all effortless and natural. She was a beautiful and calm bride and I was so honored to stand by her side as her matron of honor. 

On Friday, July 4 we woke up bright and early to unseasonably chilly weather and rain for a morning rehearsal. We stomped around the muddy grounds and I cried a few tears watching the bride walk down the aisle with her father in the rain. Better to have rain on the rehearsal day then on the wedding day, correct?

After the rehearsal the sun started to shine and we enjoyed a lovely rehearsal lunch in town. Here are all of the bridesmaids ready to spring into action with the bride! Bridesmaids at Rehearsal Day Lunch

After the rehearsal lunch all the girls headed back to my house for an afternoon of baking cupcakes. On of the bridesmaids graciously offered to bake ALL of  cupcakes for the 180 guest wedding. After opening some awesome bridesmaids gifts we got started on baking! wedding cupcake baking wedding cupcake prep

After the cupcakes were baked and all nicely iced and decorated, it was time for everyone to get some beauty sleep.  We all met again at 9:45 am Saturday to get beautified at the hair salon. Who doesn’t like to get pampered with mimosas in hand? wedding day mimosas at the salon christy wedding day hair  getting hair done for wedding

Once we all had beautiful updos done we headed over to the venue to get our airbrush make up done. airbrush makeup for wedding

And now it was go time!!! I’ll let the rest of the pictures do the talking for themselves. I can’t wait to see the professional photographs, but until then my personal photos and those taken by Ryan will have to do!

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