Dawg with a Blawg

Oh man. This blog is such a middle child right now. This blog is like, "Hello is anybody out there Rick? Rick, Rick, Rick!" (Kaitlyn at the Mall moment). Basically, it's been a month without posting. Every week come Sunday I feel this little itch right in the center of my back, the part you just can't reach no matter the arm contortions. The itch whispers that it's time. And i'll look at Dalton and say, "it's time for dawg with a blawg"…. and then we'll watch some TV or play Monopoly Deal. 

I'm kind of having a struggle with this blog as of late. It's like, i'm so grateful to have a way to record our experiences here on the East Coast with words and pictures and videos, but at the same time it kind of sucks. I'll be in the middle of having a wonderful time with friends or my husband, when a sneaking thought will whisper, "you better take a picture of this for the blog".  It's a funny balance between living your life in the moment, and recording the moment so you can remember living your life in that moment. I'm still trying to figure it out, but I can't record (or even remember) every thing that we do, or places we see. So, we'll just make do with what we've got. 

AROUND HERE LATELY:

We celebrated our first anniversary on August 15th. What an eventful, exciting, scary, amazing, happy happy happy year. 

I woke up to Dalton saying, "I'm embarrassed about something…", but he wouldn't tell me what. When I finally got out of bed this was waiting on our table:

"I couldn't find a vase…"-Husband

We wanted to spend our anniversary in the city. We found a snazzy restaurant in the District and had a delicious meal. 

 

We both felt so giddy and totally out of our element. I mean, who knew the top ramen eating undergrads could behave in a fancy restaurant?!

Seeing the memorials at night is like a-whole-nother world.

Honest Abe wishing us a Happy Anniversary

It was a great day! 

Other things we've done in the last month:

(Aside from our big trip to NC, that deserves its own post)

Food Truck Taste Off Competition: 

Venezualan corn-pancake-thing 

Dalton channeled his inner Patti/Lexxy Nackos and helped me dye my hair:

Indie Film Pop-Up Theatre in the District: 

Mount Vernon:

I know my hair looks bad ok?

Comical Cooking Attempts:

simultaneously burnt and undercooked a homemade pizza

homemade corn dogs…there's just no words for this one

We love and miss you, family and friends!