We are in full swing celebrating summer here in Portland. We have about two and a half more months of glorious weather, before the rain comes for it’s 8 month long stay with us. And that means that we have to continually find ways to make memories in the sunshine, so that we can remember the days we didn’t need to down 5 Vitamin D pills a day.
Happy Olympics! I don’t know about you guys, but our couch has gotten a lot of use for the past three days as we’ve been watching and enjoying the Olympics! I am consistently shocked by commentators’ ability to find flaws in these super-athletic humans, and am pretty sure that I’ll never understand how deductions and scoring works in Gymnastics because it’s all so dang beautiful.
I’m looking at you Nastia Tiugin and Tim Daggett…
When I was growing up, my Abuelita would come visit from Guatemala on an extended Visa. She would stay for three to six months, and take turns staying with all her children and grandchildren. The way I got to experience her, was as an extremely hard worker, an excellent (albeit, extravagant) chef, and a fierce devotee to developing her reading skills by reading the Bible until she fell asleep. This woman had her first job when she was three years old as a dishwasher. She learned to read well after she was an Abuelita, because her life was so full of strife, that grand-parenthood was the first time she had to sit and learn for herself.
Happy EIGHT DAYS until the Olympics! If you haven’t already heard, we’re pretty excited about celebrating the beginning of the Olympics with our friends next week. You can catch up on the theme for our party here.
Happy Wednesday, Party-Makers!
We’ve been gearing up this week in preparation for the beginning of the 2016 Summer Olympics. Every time the Olympics roll around, I have two choices: I can sit and wallow in despair about my crumbled dreams as a gymnast (my gymnastics gym in Georgia shut down when I was 6…), or I can sit in awe of the determination, discipline and grit the world’s athletes have developed in order to be where they are. Usually it’s a mixture of both.
You could say that this week has been a big week in our household! Committing to finally publishing the blog was something that we had pushed back for a while. Mostly because we didn’t have the energy to really commit to working on it after working full days, but it was also due to just little tidbits of fear that would creep up. There is something really lovely about jumping fully in though, isn’t there?
If you’re reading this, we are so thankful and excited that you are joining us on this journey of our heart-longing for being celebrated and celebrating others! We have been working hard for the last couple of months to come up with content that is both true to what we believe celebration should be about, and content that is actually helpful.
One of the things I love the most about planning corporate events, is that it’s an opportunity for an organization to showcase either to it’s clients or employees what they’re all about. Whether an event is black-tie and dress to the nines, or my former employer’s Star Wars viewing party, the way you choose to celebrate as a company tells a story about who you are as a whole and what you value.
I know for some of you, this is literally the
worst scariest topic to talk about. Trust me, sometimes it’s my least favorite to think about, too (mainly when I’ve found something I really want). That having been said, part of being a functional adult is knowing what your budget is and learning to stay within the bounds of your budget.
If you know Ben and Me, you just know how important food is in our household. Ben and I joke that we work for our food, not the weekend. When we worked at the same office, our breakfast conversation would be about lunch, and our lunch conversations would be about what we would have for dinner later that night.