[#blessed]

#blessed

This past weekend was a wonderfully crazy one.

 

Short version:

-I met Peter’s kids.

-And spent Easter with his family.

 

Long version:

As I walked up to Peter’s house late Saturday morning, I started getting nervous again. I thought I had shaken all my jitters and worries, but apparently that wasn’t the case. What kind of questions are they going to ask me? How is this supposed to work with him if they don’t like me? What if I’m not ready to meet them? My hands were instantly sweaty as I knocked on the door, but within 30 seconds all the uneasiness went away. His daughter, who’s 4.5, told me she wanted me to sit with her in the recliner until we left. I think I was trying to prepare for meeting them by thinking of it as an interview with serious questions and such, when really, kids that age just want someone to play with and pay attention to them.

It probably helped that his kids are both really well behaved, respectful, and we had stuff planned. Kids are funny though, they don’t understand having a need to be accepted and liked, and therefor they just accept and like everyone. Peter says they really like me, and I’m not trying to be cynical, but I can’t help but think that they like everyone. He assures me though that they really like me. Before they went to bed, they asked, “Miss Stephanie, are we going to see you tomorrow?!” And that’s when I about died.

Honestly, in my perfectly planned out life plan I didn’t see any kids in my life until I was at least 30. I want them, but I didn’t think I’d have them until later on, but life has a funny way of throwing you curve balls that really end up being underhand pitches. (You like that baseball analogy?) Peter was an unexpected surprise that has turned into this wonderful thing I can’t imagine being without, and he just happens to come with two adorable, sweet humans. He told me before our second date, which was the day after the first, that he had two kids. At that point I already had such a strong connection with him that even though they were eminent, I didn’t have any worries or insecurities about the things that would go along with that in the future, which I saw with him before that second date. The heart is an amazing thing, just when you think it’s as full as you’d ever need it to be, it makes room for more, and I’m happy to fill it.

 

Sunday morning started early, but I showed up with coffee, so everything was fine. The four of us drove to Everett, where Peter’s parents live, and went to church. Lunch was lovely, and I was appreciative of all the veg friendly foods available for me. (Peter’s mom even made the potato casserole without cream of chicken!) After lunch we just sat around visiting, talking about Jean’s book, my trip to Dubai, and a multitude of other things. I don’t think any of us really wanted to leave, but Peter had to get the kids back to their mom, so we had to go.

For me, it’s never been about the holiday, but more about the people you get to see and spend time with. Holidays without my family have been somewhat emotional for me the last year or so; I’m still figuring out how to come to terms with this, because, in the long run, I probably won’t be moving back to Syracuse. Family is one of the things that I hold dearest, and to be able to have found someone who understands that, and is the same way, is immeasurably amazing. It’s an incredible feeling finally realizing that you’ve made yourself a new home.

 

– S

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[Togetherness]

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Before I start writing this post I just want to say that I don’t want this to turn into a relationship based blog. I feel like lately that’s what it has become, and it’s hard because it is part of my life, and right now it’s the part that I’m the happiest in. With that said, I’m going to talk about my relationship now. #sorryimnotsorry

Mr. Sullivan and I had a lovely date night this past Wednesday. We met up on the east side after work, got massages and grabbed dinner. We talked about serious life stuff, made fun of the bridal party sitting near us and the fact that our server looked like a more manly version of Eli Manning, and simply enjoyed each other’s company. I always have a good time with him, even if we’re just sitting with each other doing our own thing. It’s like, real life.

 

– S

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[Playing Catch-up]

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It’s been awhile since I last posted, and for that, I apologize.

Here’s the short version of what’s been going on:

  • I turned 25.
  • My mom came to visit.
  • I fell in love.

 

Here’s the long version:

You know when you say you love someone for the first time it feels weird coming out of your mouth even if you wholeheartedly believe it? Yeah, that happened. After Mr. Sullivan and I exchanged those words Valentine’s Day weekend (a touch cliche, but it felt right) for a week afterwards it felt a little strange. I have never, ever, ever, ever felt this way about someone and I think we might be in it for the long haul…but stay tuned to find out.

I turned 25, but my last couple birthdays have been kind of depressing. Last year it was the first one I spent away from my mom, dad, and sister so to say it was weird, is an understatement. It was so nice having my aunt, uncle, and cousin to celebrate with, but it wasn’t the same; I didn’t really have any friends and I was in this new, unfamiliar place far away from everything I’d ever known. (I’m sorry that was so dramatic.)

This year it was totally different; I have friends, and a wonderful boyfriend who went above and beyond what I was expecting. I had a lovely morning and got flowers delivered to me at work (bravo) and also received an orchid from Sara, who is the sweetest. My work day was easy and lots of people said ‘Happy Birthday.’ (Last year basically nobody at work knew who I was, and my birthday was on a Sunday.) As soon as I got home, which was early, I hopped in the shower and got ready for dinner. My handsome man picked me up curb side and even showed up with more gifts, which I was not expecting; flowers and dinner would have been more than enough. BUT, he got me a lovely Kiehl’s set of lotions, facial cleanser, and soaps, AND a very generous gift card to Aritzia. Then on top of all that, we went to Palisade, which is tres nice. I felt so special, loved and like I was the luckiest girl in the world.

Three days later, my mom came to visit me! There were some flying issues, but she managed to make it to Seattle only 12 hours late. I felt like we went non-stop for four days straight; we went to the Space Needle, Chihuly exhibit, took the monorail downtown and explored Pike Place Market, visited the Seattle Art Museum, had dinner with Mr. Sullivan (that’s right, Mama Liz met the boyfriend), spent an entire day at the Salish Lodge and Spa getting massages and mani-pedis, we had dinner next to Snoqualmie Falls, ate a late breakfast at Toulouse Petit, drove up to the casino and outlet mall in Tulalip, and then finally met up with my aunt and uncle for a late lunch Sunday afternoon. My mom spent a couple of days with my cousin and we reunited Wednesday night when I brought her home with me. She was able to venture around city center and visited the EMP museum Thursday. When I got home from work we went to see the Ballard locks and got dinner at Red Mill. Obviously it was a tearful goodbye, but she’s my mama and I’m gonna miss her…until the next time.

So that’s that. Hope it was worth the wait!

 

– S

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[365] Mission Accomplished

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Guys…I did it! I took a picture every single day for an entire year and shared it with you. I’m still a little surprised it wasn’t harder for me to find the will to complete this project. I’m like a proud mama, but of myself…if that makes sense.

To celebrate the last day of this particular project, I went to a show at High Dive in Fremont. My boyfriend’s band was playing so that helped me get my ass out the door, but I had a lot of fun and met some new people, one of them originally from New York, so that was cool. I even got invited to the next girl’s night, which is cool too.

To commemorate this momentous occasion I’ve compiled a list of things I did, or happened this past year, in no particular order:

  1. Moved across the country.
  2. Spontaneously went to Hawaii.
  3. Got my first big girl job…at Microsoft!
  4. Dated for the first time ever.
  5. Walked to the grocery store…twice.
  6. Spent my birthday away from my mom, dad, and sister for the first time in my entire life.
  7. Watched my sister graduate high school.
  8. Went to my first “professional” baseball game.
  9. Started drinking red wine.
  10. Made gnocchi for the first time. (They were perfect.)
  11. Met people, and made some new friends.
  12. Got a Washington state drivers license.
  13. My pants ripped up the ass in public and I had to buy new ones.
  14. Let my blood thin out and think that 40 degrees is cold.
  15. Inherited an unexpected hatred for 49ers fans, bicyclists and pedestrians.
  16. Willingly participated in a Segway tour of Seattle with my family when they visited in July.
  17. Tried running…I hated it and that’s never gonna happen again.
  18. Took an 8 week letterpress class and produced some lovely work.
  19. Received some New York apples from my family because I missed our yearly mecca to Beak and Skiff.
  20. I read the 50 Shades of Grey trilogy.
  21. Went to Discovery Park.
  22. Found an apartment I loved and moved to lower Queen Anne in Seattle.
  23. Became a Seahawks fan.
  24. Remained a Giants, Bills, and Syracuse Orange fan.
  25. Furnished most of my with stuff from Ikea.
  26. Sold my soul to Pottery Barn for the perfect bed.
  27. Went home to Syracuse for Christmas.
  28. Attended a Syracuse men’s basketball game.
  29. Got myself a boyfriend.
  30. Called Seattle home.

I feel extremely fortunate to have an amazing support system that not only, well, supported me on this adventure, but gave me the confidence and accolades I needed to enjoy this chapter in my life. I love you all, and I promise to keep this blog going, although, I may take a small hiatus to recuperate and let myself miss the blog so I can continue to love doing it.

 

– Stephanie

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[348] Everybody Be Cool…It’s Just Another Day

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I made some resolutions last year and I surprisingly resolved them all…even the last one. (I wouldn’t use that L-word yet, but my gut tells me that I may use it in the future…at some point…when it’s appropriate.)

I’m not actually going to make ANY resolutions this year because I feel like I’m in a really good place emotionally, physically, and “spiritually” so this girl doesn’t need to make any major improvements. Obviously I can continue to make some small adjustments, but it’s just building on the foundation I’ve already established in the last year.

Moving to Seattle was a huge leap that I took for myself and almost a year later, I couldn’t imagine where I’d be right now if I hadn’t. I guess I’ll take this time to publically thank everyone who’s supported me and showered me with sentiments drenched in a sense of pride. I appreciate it all and I honestly believe that without you all in my corner I wouldn’t have succeeded as much as I have.

Much love and wishes of an amazing 2014!

 

– Stephanie

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[324] Kick Ass Bitches


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I watched the Seahawks games with some pretty cool chicks today, and it got me thinking about the other amazing women I’ve had as role models, and mainly, my mom.

Today is her birthday so I guess she was on my mind anyway. I was a little bummed since I didn’t get to spend the day with her, but the fact that I’ll be home in 12.5 days makes it much more tolerable. I’ve gushed about my mom and the rest of my family enough times for y’all to get how much I love them, but I wanted to pay my mama a little extra attention on her birthday:

 

Mom,

I think you know how much I love you and how much I rely on you whenever I’m in need, but in case there’s any questions, this should clear it up. I honestly couldn’t have asked for a better mother and friend. I know that I was bit of a bitch when I was in high school and I’m sorry for all that bullshit I put you through. Now that I look back on that time, I can’t remember anything we ever fought about; part of me is a little sad that that time may have been wasted, but the other part is glad that we were able to get over that phase and move on to a better relationship with each other. I appreciate everything that you do for me, especially all the ways that you make me feel loved from 3,000 miles away. You’re an amazingly strong, caring, smart, beautiful, thoughtful woman and having you in my life makes me a better person.

I love you.

 

– Stephanie

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[316] A New Chapter

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I’ve been trying to come up with the exact words of how I’m feeling about moving into my new apartment, and it’s been way harder than I thought. After I left my aunt and uncle’s tonight someone asked me if it was a bittersweet shit-just-got-real moment and I told them it was more like an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

Over the past 10 months not only has my family given me a place to stay, but they’ve involved me in their lives. I knew it was going to be hard moving away from my mom, dad and sister, but I don’t think I realized right off the bat how much easier it was going to be with family around. We went out for countless dinners and outings that allowed me to get to know them better.

I was actually nervous at first to live with my aunt because we’d never gotten to spend more than a week or so together at a time in the almost 20 years that we’ve known each other, and I felt like I didn’t really know her that well. That nervousness quickly went out the window. Kelley is thoughtful, kind, strong, warm, generous and just generally an amazing woman. She’s wonderful with my cousin, her drive is inspiring, and her sense of humor is right up my alley. I feel privileged to have gotten to know her and now I don’t even remember what it was like before. Not only is Kelley my aunt, but now I’d consider her a friend as well.

My uncle, Pete, who also happens to be my godfather, has always been pretty easy to get along with. Before moving out here he would hint that the scenery was beautiful and that it would be great to have more family on the west coast. Once I decided that Seattle was my next destination he was more than generous with knowledge, helping out with my car when it got shipped, picking me up from the airport when I landed January 19th, and taking me in with open arms. He helped facilitate the process that eventually got me my job at Microsoft. I never felt like I was a guest at their house, and subsequently it became my home.

As I was getting ready to leave, my aunt told me to keep my key, and that I was welcome at the house whenever I wanted. That’s about the time I couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. On my way to the apartment she sent me a text that read, “A few tears after you left…we love you!” I don’t know that I’ll ever have the exact words to express how fortunate I feel to have them all in my life, but hopefully this will suffice.

I love you guys more than I can express.

– Stephanie

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[314] Thanksgivingfulness

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Today everyone and their mother posted on Facebook about being thankful. I however did not partake in this. I think it’s a little selfish and kind of fake to make such a public display of thankfulness on such a cliched day. I’m not judging anyone who does it, I just feel like I should, and do, tell all the people I’m thankful for how fortunate I am to have them in my life on a regular basis.

Being away from my family has made me appreciate the time and interactions I do have with them. I feel more compelled to tell them, and the other amazing people I have in my life, how much I love and care for them. Christmas is right around the corner, and I get to go home for a whole week. I almost don’t care about presents and all that superficial bullshit; this year getting to see and spend some quality time with my family is what actually matters.

I’ll be home in almost three weeks and at this point and I couldn’t give two-shits about anything else.

 

– Stephanie

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[313] A Touch Emo

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Thanksgiving has never really been my family’s big holiday, so naturally I didn’t really feel like I’d miss being with them that much, no offense. However, when I was at work today and there wasn’t a whole lot to do, I started getting emo thinking about everyone else with their family. (I’ll actually, technically be spending Thanksgiving with family which is fortunate because otherwise I’d probably be more than just a touch emo.) I honestly don’t know that I’ll ever get used to missing out on family gatherings, but I guess I just have to appreciate the time that I do get to spend with them. 

On a separate, but related note, I’ll be home in Syracuse for Christmas in 23 days 17 hours 8ish minutes. So. Excited.

 

– Stephanie 

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