Hi!

I'm Whitney. Welcome to my little slice of the Internet, where I talk about life in Seattle and our travels beyond it. I have a handsome husbro I may have met outside of a bar, two crazy felines, and two kiddos, too. It’s a lot, so I’m not always spending as much time here as I’d like. Do you like reality TV, sampling all the products, and pickled veggies? Same! 

I'm so glad  you're here. 

Here's to Happiness, and to 2016

I resolved a few years ago to make my relationships my hobby.

Relationships can't be a hobby, they said.

You spend every weekend somewhere different, they said. 

You travel so much, they said.

Sure, there was a lot of work travel in 2015, but I was lucky that I really loved my coworkers, which made being away from home a little easier. I was also lucky that working a few weekends let me add in some layovers with my mom or with my bffls. And when I was traveling, I got to see faraway friends I didn't usually see.

I tend to force myself on my people in a way I hope comes off as endearing. And in 2015 I did that to my friend Jessica who was living just outside of Dallas. I was in the area for a conference and she'd just had a new baby. 

At home. 

It was wild. I had to meet this baby, and I had to see her. 

Jessica had been one of my very best friends since I was moved to Idaho in high school. Our lockers were next to each other. She loved big literature and terribly juicy Canadian teenage melodramas (See: Jimmy Brooks). She named her son after a Jane Austen character. She threw an Oscars party for us just so we could get fancy. She was full of joy. She always did things first. 

I had a few extra hours when I was in Dallas, so I took an Uber to see her and take her babies to this country fair thing with a bunch of longhorns and real cowboys. It was so good to see her. We fed goats and ate cheeseburgers.

A few months later, she was found dead. It was really shocking. Devastating. Unfair. She was the first from our graduating class to die. We had a party for her in Idaho. We got fancy. It still doesn't make sense. 

I will be forever glad I took that Uber deep into Texas and that we fed goats and ate cheeseburgers. 

Soon after I forced myself on Jessica, I took a new job that gave me more of this:

Photo: Alyssa Wilcox
It has been so fun. It's been really grounding, too. And every day I'm learning. That's partially why I haven't been here much. Once we get home, we eat, I maybe go work out, and I numb my brain with high-caliber Bravolebrities. And now that The Bachelor is coming back into my Monday nights...forget about it.

I love our tiny little family, and our perfect first house. Raz and I are thinking about hobbies outside of petting cats and watching Netflix. Maybe we'll come up with one in 2016. I don't do restrictive resolutions in the traditional sense, but I did appreciate this list written for "grown ass women." Whatever comes this next year, though, I know we'll keep prioritizing our people, and with our pretty freshly combined family, we have a lot of humans pulling at our time. It's a good problem to have, and one we're figuring out how to balance.

I don't know what this whole life thing will bring, but I like where it's headed, and I plan to keep that resolution I made years ago.

May your New Year be filled with fluffy things, deep bonds, and great joy.

XO. 

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