Summertime sucks for creativity, eh? I have had SUCH a hard time blogging lately for a few reasons. The aforementioned wedding invitations taking up redonkulous hours, the craziness that is work year-round, trying to keep up my workouts and enjoy the approximately three sunny days we've had this summer.

I just asked H2B what I should blog about and he said, "Cuddling." It seems as good a topic as any! I am a definite fan of the cuddin'. I'm not much of a huggy person publicly--you know how junior high school girls squeal and hug and jump up and down when they see each other after being seperated for, like, the amount of time it takes to pee and wash your hands? That wasn't me. But I do love a good cuddle on the couch. AWWW, as I type this H2B is reading over my shoulder and attempting to cuddle. We're so snuggly up in hurr!

Summertime's writer's block makes me extra grateful for Mama Kat's blog prompts. This week, I chose what are your 7 favourite summer items?

1. Hawaiian Tropic SPF 8.

I KNOW. SPF 8 isn't enough protection for a Whitey McWhiterson like me. Don't panic, I layer this with "real" sunblock. I looove the smell of this stuff particularly after you've been out in the sun for a bit and are just a teensy bit schweaty. It brings back awesome memories of the beach.

2. Fresh fruit and salads.


It's hot out. I don't want to cook supper, slaving over a hot stove all 1950s-housewife-like. Salads are yummy and easy, and there are lots of options to keep things interesting. Fresh fruit makes an awesome snack--I've had my fill of strawberries and am getting into cherries and raspberries now. We've been eating more watermelon too. So good!

3. Big sunglasses.


I have had my current pair for a couple years and love them. They are Ralph Laurens, big and black, and hopefully slowing down my crows' feet a little bit at least. I like how they make the rest of me look smaller by comparison because they're so big. You know how the bigger a woman's bag is, the slimmer she looks? Same goes for sunglasses.

4. Gossip magazines.

I love taking these to the beach and seeing STARS WITH CELLULITE! and ANGELINA AND BRAD SPLIT! and JESSICA DUMPED ON HER BIRTHDAY! Totally shallow and pointless and perfect for beach reading. Runner up: Chick-lit. Sophie Kinsella, Jennifer Weiner, Emily Giffin...all easy reads and great for relaxing!

5. Air conditioning.

My Mazda3 is the first vehicle I've owned with A/C and while Mother Nature hasn't been kind with giving us sunshine, she's suffocated us plenty with humidity. Sooo I've been appreciating the air conditioning on the drive home in the afternoon. Same goes for our apartment. Only the penthouses in our building have A/C. Woooo haaaaaa! I love it.

6. Sundresses!

Best thing to wear on a summer day, hands down. One piece of clothing and you're done. Bonus that I have zero boobs so it's literally, like, ONE PIECE OF CLOTHING. Not at work though, obviously. That would be inappropriate. I also have a bad weekend habit in the summer of forgoing "real" underwear and wearing bikinis instead, because you never know when you might have an emergency beach trip or get pushed into a pool or something.

7. Drinkypoos.

I drink way more in the summer than I do in the winter (and by "way more" I mean three drinks per week, not one. I'm such a baby. I used to drink three drinks at breakfast on a Thursday). This year I have been lovin' on white wine and Bud Light Lime, much to my coworkers' chagrin.

This is my first chance to blog this week because other than working, eating, sleeping, running, and being in the bathroom, I've been picking away at these babies:







We fiiiiinally got our guest list more or less complete, and have been busy printing the invitations, filling in address labels, tying those godforsaken bows and assembling the invites, which involves a certain degree of craftiness. The goal is to have our invitations ready to go by the weekend so we can start getting them to our out-of-town guests right away.

It's taking a ton of time and we'll be happy when we're done since it'll be a massive to-do off our list, but putting the invitations together has been fun. We bought the kits at Michael's and printed them at home so we were able to do 90 invitations for less than $100 bucks plus some printer toner, so like $140 total. We'll have to add stamps to the reply cards, which will probably be the biggest expense. I'm thinking of just putting an email address on the RSVP cards as well, and putting stamps only on the old peoples' envelopes who probably don't know what Teh Interwebz is. But that might be in poor taste. Any thoughts?

Anyway, it's been a project and a half but the finished results are looking good, and we have been working well together to get things done...not a bad sign!

We have 81 days to go and things are coming together decently. Getting the invites out will be a huuuuuuge sigh of relief. Next up: ordering wedding bands and booking our honeymoon. WOOP WOOP!

I always:
-sing along with the music playing in the car...loudly...and with hand gestures.
-pay my Visa bill immediately. In full. I have never carried a balance and the idea of it makes me crazy.
-go through my very lengthy getting ready for bed routine, even when I'm sick, very very tired, and/or drunk.
-wake up at the exact same time, even on weekends.
-coo when I see cute dogs.
-screen calls at home.

I sometimes:
-don't bother wearing my glasses when I'm driving. Sup accident waiting to happen!
-don't wash my hair or shower on Saturdays. I like being a dirtbag on occasion.
-abuse my wine by mixing it with things like Diet 7-Up to make lemony spritzers.
-talk with stupid accents when I'm in other towns where no one knows me.
-am convinced I have adult ADHD.
-think about how weird it would be to have a weiner.

I never:
-drink Guinness or any really dark beers. It's like drinking molasses.
-compost or separate my garbage. Bad, I know.
-return library books on time.
-remember to take my vitamins. BUT I don't forget my birth control. PRIORITIES!
-get pedicures...my feet hate being touched.
-let different foods touch each other on my plate, particularly when one food is a different texture than the others (i.e. mashed potatoes and carrots)