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team celebration.

Morning, chickadees!

Can you believe we made it all the way to Thursday already?

Me neither.

Anyway, today’s a pretty good day in my family because it’s the fourth anniversary of when this happened:


Our wedding was so, so fun (and a little wet, maybe) and it was definitely the best party I’ve ever been to.

Which is what happens when you get to have all your favorite people in one place.

Four years later, I’m lucky to have JW by my side as my husband, Theo’s Dad, and the tallest member of Team Palluzzi/Wagenschutz.

Also probably the most patient and nicest member of our family too.

Sorry Boo, but we’re cut from the same cloth.

In addition to being married for four years though, we’re hitting a bunch of other milestones, because JW and I have been in each other’s lives since we were fifteen (also known as the Beginning of Time):

Jon’s been my friend for sixteen years, my boyfriend for nine, my roommate for eight, my fiance for five, and my parent-partner-in-crime for almost two.

So we’ve done some pretty cool things since we were tromping around high school being embarrassing, including buying a home and keeping the cutest blond baby alive together.

Thanks for being front and center in of all my most fun and most embarrassing years, JW. I look forward to dozens more- I love you the most, team MVP!


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when your cup overflows

Morning, chickadees!

We had a full.to.the.brim weekend, which included a trip to Cincy for an amazing wedding (also: being in the middle of a giant conference full of Pure Romance seller, yikes; visiting a liquor store at 10:30 am in Kentucky because why not and also, bourbon; and eating Waffle House for the first time. Yes, this visit was influenced by an article in Bon Appetit, and yes, the hash browns were amazing.), a black tie gala after a night on the dance floor and a five hour drive, and a visit to the new brewery by my parents’ house (where the food is also amazing: Boo is especially into the fries).

I’m tired just thinking about the past 72 hours, but the good news is, they were super fun and in comparison, a Monday at the office is gonna be a cinch.

I’ll regret saying that.

Over the weekend also: between the driving and the random time that wasn’t filled with madness, I managed to polish off two of my library books, and I’m feeling like I’m on a roll.

In the Heart of the Sea was about the 1800s and Nantucket and the whaling industry and Adventure and Tragedy, and also was non-fiction, so I loved it. Also though, it was a shipwreck book, so I admit there was some murder and cannibalism that’s still leaving me unsettled, but overall, this one was solid.

Five Quarters of the Orange was about the German occupation in France and how it affects one village and town. I liked this book for three main reasons. 1. The German occupation in France never ceases to be interesting to me. 2. The mother character in the book was really into food, so cooking was woven into the rest of the crazy story. I wasn’t sure if i liked it or not until the end, and I’ve now decided I did. 3. The main character in this book is a feisty old lady who’s telling the story when she was an even feistier little girl, and man, that’s my favorite kind of protagonist.

And with that Boo and I are off to get this week’s party started. Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it!

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road trip to the aisle

Morning, chickadees!

I’m not headed into work today, which in and of itself is a beautiful thing, but it’s made even better by the fact that we’re about to pack up and road trip to Cincy for our friends’ wedding.

I love road trips, weddings, and my friends, so this is a bit of a trifecta of amazing as far as I am concerned.

Michaela has been in my circle of favorite people since we met in Roma (aside from traveling the world, seeing very cool things, having once-in-a-lifetime-experiences and eating gelato, I also met some of the most important people in my life there- and I’m happy to say that one whole decade later, they’re still my people).

It’s good to have people, you guys.

Michaela is a wealth of knowledge on many subjects, has great judgment, and is always the first person to start the dance party in the kitchen.

Someone has to do it, you guys.

I always take my cues for what’s fair and right from my friend M. Both times that I’ve embarked on a half marathon training, Michaela’s always been the best person to train with, because she never gives up and she sets the pace.

Michaela’s the steady one.

With the best dance moves.

I’ve known her-soon-to-be-husband almost as long as I’ve known her, and while I don’t have anything to say about his running pace, I do know that he’s fun, a great friend, and loves our pal like crazy.

Like we’d let her walk down the aisle to meet anyone who wasn’t.

So today we’re excited for big celebrations and giant dance parties- may you two have a constant stream of both in the decades to come!


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and the circle, it goes round and round

Morning, chickens.

And again, my apologies for being flaky lately.

There are so many things I want to share with you, such as:

1. Theo’s five months old today. I can’t decide if I’m all like “time flies” or like “I can’t believe you’ve only been part of our lives for five months.” Instead, let us simply look at the evidence of this adorable little guy who we’re lucky to call our son.



2. This past weekend we celebrated: Jennie’s wedding, Theo’s baptism (my best friends J&C served as godparents, which means they’re officially in our little family even though who cares about being official when you love people that much), my grandparents’ anniversary, and my nephew Sam’s first birthday.

It was a whirlwind celebration that reminds me how grateful I should be every single day just for waking up, breathing, and existing in the life I’ve got. Here are the oldest and the youngest people in my family, since I can’t fit all the people I loved this weekend in one little frame.


At Theo’s christening, there were five little kids receiving the sacrament, and when it was our turn, I walked up to the font and looked down and man, there were a lot of people there to celebrate my baby (almost embarrassing, but you know me. No sense of shame). And you know what, no matter what I do or don’t think about the Catholic church, that was a lesson in what an amazing tribe T has. That’s the picture I would have liked to take from that day.

3. I’m in Denver this week (one night only) for my first work trip away from Theo. And it’s not so terrible, except that nothing is as fun as hanging out with him and I wish I was doing that instead.

Also, I packed lightly, which means my only extra shirt of course has some kind of weird coffee stain on it I didn’t notice before I left.

My outfit is questionable. I’m hoping people are kind (but not caring too much if they’re not).

4. I’m a reading machine this summer. After T was born, I was exhausted and nervous about taking care of a baby, so I filled any empty moments with episodes of I Love Lucy instead of reading (I do not regret this decision, for the record), and I worried that I would never love reading again.

Said the girl who once devoted a diary entry to the injustice of a canceled book fair.

Anyway, I’m back at it now, thanks to a new mobile app from the library and one million titles I’d like to read. My most recent accomplishments: Delicious by Ruth Reichl (into it, even if it was a little cheesy), My Name is Memory (my cousin Shelly recommended it to me, and it’s by the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants lady, and it was a good love and life story),  Salt, Sugar Fat: How the Food Giants Hooked Us (this made me want to forage for nuts and seeds, but in a good way), and Eleanor and Park (a YA book about the 80s and tough families and love, and I adored it).

This is just a sampling, but man, you guys, I’m overwhelmed by all the things I want to read. WHAT ELSE should be on my list?

5. I’m going to do better at writing. So many hysterical nuggets have been happening around here, and I better capture them now, I think.

And with that, I’m off to dry my hair and compose myself as someone who’s not headed to meetings in a questionable outfit.

Something things never change, chickadees.

Enjoy this one!



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five good things: warming up edition

Morning, chickadees! It’s Friday, which doesn’t mean too much at this juncture except that JW gets to hang with me and Theo for the next few days, and for that, I am very thankful.

I almost started organizing all of T’s clothes yesterday, but then remembered that it would surely end in disaster without JW to supervise me.

A weekend project, if you will.

In any case, here’s a list of five.good.things, since I haven’t played this game in awhile, and obviously, there are so many good things to talk about.

1.  Despite the fact that the weather (and I admit it, lack of work, you guys, I’m sorry, I just like working) are causing me to be a little stir crazy, it is a very good thing that this is the face I’m spending my daylight (and night light, if I’m going to be real) hours with.



2. My mom’s coming to visit today, which will assist in the aforementioned cabin fever. Also, my grandma is headed this way at the end of March, which means more during-the-day activities. This also means I can maybe take care of my nails, which pretty much look like chipped daggers.

I’ve been a little busy.

3. The weather promises me it’s going to be almost 50 degrees today, which means walks can be taken and the outdoors can be enjoyed, which is really the best good thing that could happen.

Please be here to stay, spring.



4. This weekend is St. Patrick’s Day (observed), and while I can’t get as crazy as last year (maybe a good thing, after a night and a day of hitting Finley’s), I can enjoy corned beef, soda bread, and maybe even a car bomb. That’s something to celebrate:



5. Jennie and Jeff’s engagement photos are up, our room has been booked, and we’re on the lookout for flights: let the countdown to the September festivities begin! It’s almost wedding time!

And with that, chickadees, I’m off to enjoy a weekend with my little family and to enjoy the sunshine if it comes (and it will!)

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steal a kiss, you’ll break a heart.

Morning, chickadees.

We made it through Monday with no lasting damage.

And I’d call that a significant achievement.

Last night, JW and I decided to stay in and make dinner, which resulted in pasta and shrimp, white wine and Oktoberfest (just like at our wedding, JW noted) and hanging out.

I had made a plea for no gifts (which is what I say when I want to sound non-materialistic, but just haven’t found the time to pick out something thoughtful, I confess), but as usual, JW had ignored that request.

This is what I found wrapped at the bottom of a gift bag:


It’s a piece of the dock that gave out on us last year, and I thought it was a pretty fun and sentimental violation of my no gifts please rule.

I’ve really got to step it up, chickens.

Up today, I’ve purchased the new Mumford & Sons album as a gift to both JW and me, and I’m looking forward to listening to all this music on repeat for the duration of the week.


I swoon for that vest on the right, chickadees.

And with that, I will leave you with something off the new album, to brighten up your Tuesday morning.


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ever happened to me.

And just like that, Monday’s at it again.

After a long, lazy weekend in which I mostly hung out on my couch and ate vegetables, I think I’m ready to get back out there.

Just five more minutes though, okay?

This morning, I woke up early and dragged myself to the pool, where I worked out another mile of laps.

I had a lane to myself the entire time.

It’s a sign that today’s gonna bring good things, chickadees.


Speaking of today, chickens, guess what I was doing one year ago?


That picture still makes me laugh.

And is the only wedding photo I have on display in my home (this is part on purpose, part will-I-ever-order-my-wedding-photos? probably not).

This one’s a pretty good depiction of our let’s-get-married-but-just-as-importantly-let’s-have-an-awesome-dance-party:


It honestly feels equally like it’s been 12 years and 12 seconds since that day, and so, I’ll settle for 12 months.

Happy Anniversay, JW- thanks for being such a good sport.

And dance partner.

And husband.

And also for always making the coffee.

He’s got a lot of skills, folks.

And with that, I’m off to make my way through the crush to my cubicle.

Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it- it’s the start of a brand new week, chicks.




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ain’t no mountain high enough

Morning, chickadees.

I’m back in the Second City, rushing around trying to remember what it’s like to have a morning commute, and wishing I had just one more beach day.

I know you don’t feel badly for me.

I don’t feel badly for me either.

In any case, the last few days have been full of old friends, exciting events, salty water, family dinners, and general relaxation.

There is something so sweet about going back to the place from where you started and knowing you can still find your spot and fit right into it.

Thanks for holding my spot while I was gone, guys.

I promise I’ll be back soon.



And now, it’s back to the daily grind- provided I remember my way back to the office, that is.

It’s been a fun-filled, busy few weeks and I have loved every last second of it, but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t relieved to get back to an excess of vegetables, hot yoga, and basic routine around this place.

Although the excess of late nights, Sam Adams’ beers, and various east coast foods was a beautiful thing while it lasted.

I’m off to tackle this week chickadees, and I suggest you do the same.



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executing the good intentions

Hello chickens!

I’ve missed you!

The past couple of days, I’ve been hard at work in my leadership class, discussing books and generally having good conversation with smart people.

Good beers, too.

Also, cruising the city on a riverboat.


Now that is a lovely way to spend an afternoon.

After a few hours of watching the Olympics/catching up on some work last night, I headed to bed and set the alarm for five-thirty.

I thought this would the right kind of day to start off with a serious yoga session, complete with lavender towel and peppermint oil while I breathed into Savasana pose and felt decidedly zen-ier.

And serious it was. But I feel stretched out, calmed down, and ready for a well-intentioned, exciting trip to my home state of CT to celebrate the wedding of a friend who I’ve known since I had triangle bangs and a penchant for a horizontally-striped shirt.

You hang on to those people- when they say they love you, they mean it.

I’m hoping to see old friends, lay my eyes on my family (who I know, I’m the worst at informing about my travels- it’s been a crazy few weeks over here and I promise to make it up to you with jokes) and enjoy the general east-coast-iness of my journey.

I love nothing more than hanging by an ocean chickadees, and I’m headed straight toward executing that intention today.

Enjoy the sunshine when you have it, my friends!



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home is wherever i’m with you.

And finally, some relief from the heat.

Things were getting a bit crazy out there.

As in, people were shooting each other all over the city.

And decks were catching on fire.

And I was sweating to death.

In any case, our windows are actually open this morning, and despite being sunburned (I got a little bit bold and went without sunscreen yesterday. You can get sunburned through clouds, I can hear my sister scolding me), I’m feeling much cooler than I’ve felt in days.

Weeks, maybe.

This weekend was a lovely combination of swimming, boating, wedding-going, new friend-making picnic-table sitting, and relaxing.

Also, there were kilts.

JW looks pretty handsome in a kilt, right?

Kilts in abundance. JW’s favorite part is the sporren, which is, in effect, a man purse.

I wouldn’t be surprised if he busts it out for everyday use on occasion.

And there, my friends, is the group. We did Scottish dancing, ate delicious food, and hung out in the basement when things got a little hot (150 people + 105 degree weather = one busted AC).

As previously mentioned, it was a lovely, lovely weekend.

And now, it’s back to the reality of commuter trains and laptops and cubicles.

To soften the blow, tonight I’m planning on having dinner with some pals to see how everyone survived the crazy weather.

My guess is high electric bills and lots of cold water.

Enjoy it out there, chickadees.



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