Pre-Employment Vacation

Before I get into things tonight I just want to say thanks to all of you who reached out and encouraged me from my last post. I'm super nervous about starting my new job in approximately 10 hours from when I'm writing this post (speaking of which, maybe I should be sleeping right now instead of blogging??) but I'm definitely less nervous thanks to you all and your kind words!!

All that to say, I took all last week off before I started my new job for a little pre-empoyment vacation, if you will. I should have exciting things to tell you about, but I really don't. And that's how I planned it all along. Just a week to myself to sleep in every morning, catch up on things around the house, relax a little, and enjoy the spring weather. And that's just what I did. Most of my mornings looked like this:

Coffee and blog reading in my jams. But you're not gonna see the jams part. The interwebs doesn't need to see me in my jams.

I celebrated the marriage of one of my dear friends, Mckenzie. The wedding was gorgeous, she was gorgeous, the whole thing was just, well...gorgeous. 

You know what else was gorgeous? Her necklace. It was this perfect concoction of diamonds and pearls and I was eye balling it all night and wanted to rip it off her neck. But then the Fat Amy in me said mmm...better not.

I got my baseball on and went to two Diamondbacks game in one week...cause why not when you're off work all week?? Once with my mom (by the time this spring is over I'll have converted her to a baseball fan, I just know it)...

...and once with a couple of my best girlfriends.

What is it about spring training games that makes life seem so perfect? You literally walk into the park and you smell the hotdogs and the fresh cut grass and there's a buzz cause everyone's excited that baseball is finally here and you forget about everything else going on in life. It's probably Paul Goldschmidt (herein referred to as "Goldy)'s face. Goldy's face definitely makes you forget about everything else going on in life.

I also spent time hanging out with family that was in from out of town, and ate the most amazing home-cooked ribs my aunt makes...except I was a terrible blogger and didn't take any pictures. In my defense, how are you supposed to take pictures of a rib cook-out with barbecue sauce all over your fingers?? I did however, manage to get this picture before we started eating, of Gunther thinking he's a lap dog (again):

And the rest of the week looked a lot like this:

Peaceful solitude. Unhurried, relaxing days. 
And with that, before it gets too late, I'm gonna go to bed and try not to lay there and worry about starting a new job and meeting new people and being in a new place tomorrow. Wish me luck...