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Exciting Pupdate: Meet Ace

Hi internet friends! How we doing?

I know its been a while since my last post, and I’ve already failed at blogging more since I gave my whole “I’m going to get back into it, SWEARSIES!” proclamation a few months ago, but you all know how it goes. Also since I decided I wanted to stick to more of a “lifestyle” platform and not keep pretending like I was cooking interesting new shit all the time, its been a challenge to just SIT and TYPE. I have like 20 posts waiting inside my brain to spill out onto my keyboard, some fun, some more serious, but all waiting to be shared. So hopefully now that I’ll be getting a break from all the traveling I was doing, I can try and put them together. (I know, wahhh, poor me.)

ANYWAYS. The real reason for this exciting post today is that after a year + of whining, pleading and attempted bribing, Brandon finally caved and we got another dog!


Meet Ace!

I know. He is the shit.

The story of how we got him is a little long-winded and a touch Jerry Springer. We actually were told they changed their minds the night before we were supposed to get him (the first time). So we went to Colorado brokenhearted and with me convinced that we would never-ever-ever get another dog. But as a few people predicted, they changed their minds again, and after much debate, we decided to give it another go. Insert huge heart emoji.

About Ace:


He is an Australian shepherd/boxer mix,  is about 9 months old and 100% handsome. He enjoys gnawing on tables, books, picture frames and his brother Mac’s face, as well as long walks so he can pull on the leash until your arms almost fall off. (We are actually considering hiring an in-home trainer to help with some of the tougher behavior issues. He is VERY sweet but has pretty much zero training prior to us adopting him.) So any good/bad experiences or thoughts on that would be welcomed!

Overall he is a great addition to our little “Wolfe pack” and him and Mac are best bros. I will say that this has definitely made me grateful that we haven’t been blessed with a tiny human yet, because sweet baby Jesus, it’s a lot of work having a new pup.

So that’s the news, friends, expect an influx of pics and twitter rants….you’ve been warned.


“I’ll share my home but I’ll never share my sticks.”


A Few Things Friday

tree peony

Never have I ever been so excited for a long weekend. And even though we do have quite a few events going on this weekend, the number one priority for me is sleeping and catching up on all my stories. That being said, it’s been some time since my last AFTF so I thought I’d pop in for a quick brain dump of what’s been going on in Jess World!

1. I FINALLY read a book that I really, truly loved. My mother-in-law suggested it to me and she was so spot on. It was Eleanor & Park, and I read it in two days. It’s a story about young love and being awkward and all the things I love to get lost in when reading a book. Hence my plan to someday author a YA novel, many of which I’ve started, and none have I finished. But after reading this I’m kind of inspired to write again, so we shall see how long that lasts. Anyways, if you haven’t read it yet and are looking for a good “summer read”, I couldn’t recommend it higher.

mountains in Idaho

2. I just got back from Boise, Idaho, and am absolutely in love with that city. Not only was it insanely beautiful, but super clean with lots of great little shops and restaurants. It’s so thrilling to me to be that close to these huge, rolling mountains. Kind of makes me want to get like 4 more dogs and only wear cargo pants. Of course at one point I found myself wandering into a little boutiquey shop that I passed by and absolutely had to go in, and after about a minute I realized it was an Anthropologie. (Like a moth to a flame.) We also had an amazing dinner at a restaurant called Bardenay, where they distill their own vodka and gin, and make one hell of a drink. Like this one, they call “Basil Instinct”:

Basil Instinct via BardenayOr as I referred to it on Instagram, “boozy basil”.  Hello, lover.

3. Speaking of dogs, we were actually supposed to get one a few weeks ago, but the family who was giving the little guy up changed their minds at the last minute and decided they wanted to keep him. It was really tough because I had to do a lot of convincing to Brandon that the poor pup needed us since they didn’t think they could care for him anymore. As I’m sure you can imagine, I was crushed when I got the email that he wasn’t coming to live with us, and moped around for a few days. But on the bright side, I think I’ve finally convinced Brandon that it’s time to get a new friend for the Macster, so hopefully when we get back from our trip to Denver we will be ready to add to the pack.

4. Lets talk really quickly about what I’m loving on the ol’ TV these days:

Silicon Valley: I am so pleasantly surprised by this show (not sure why it surprised me, I’ve always been a fan of Mike Judge, or at least a huge fan of Office Space). Maybe it’s because I sort of feel like since I work for a company that  does web design and social media that I sort of “get” their whole wonderfully nerdy world. (And I really do say that with full awareness of what a huge digital media nerd I am.)  But really I think it’s the awesome casting and hilarious writing that have kept me watching and telling everyone to do the same.

Orphan Black: After hearing about how much I would “love this show” a few times last year, I finally decided to give it a try and ended up power-watching it in about three days. So far the new season is just as great as the first, and I still cannot believe what a great actress Tatiana Maslaney is. If you need a great show to get into, definitely give this one a try.

And the obvious… Game of Thrones. Thank God Brandon is like a GOT encyclopedia, he remembers every single town, name and alliance, which is great for someone like me who has the attention span of a gnat. This season has been amazing so far (still can’t get over how great the “Purple Wedding” episode was) and I’m definitely on the edge of my seat waiting to see how shit goes down.

So that’s probably enough of my ramblings for today, I hope you guy all have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend! Stay classy. xo




The Worst Airplane Seat Neighbors

Hi blog friends! I missed your faces so I thought I’d pop in for a quickie. (Insert immature giggle).

Not much new in Jess World, just the usual. I had a little break from traveling but I’m back at it again, and this time we’re headed to the great state of North Dakota! I’m not going to lie, I’m actually kind of excited to go to Fargo, just not near any wood chippers.

Oh hi, Steve.

Last week was the first time I’ve ever flown in to and out of a city all in one day, and it was something special. It actually kind of blows my mind that you can be 3 large states away that quickly and back in your own bed that same night. (And in case you were wondering, 4 is the number of flights in one day that equals too many.) As I was sitting on my fourth and final flight of the day, blasting John Mayer into my ear holes in an unsuccessful attempt to drown out the bloody-murder screaming of the small infant seated in front of me, I started to compile a list. This list was inspired by my constant state of losing the airplane seat lottery. No really, like every single time.  And when I’m really lucky, they get progressively worse throughout the trip so that my very last nerve is worn by the last of the offenders. And just to be clear, no, I don’t think I’m the “perfect passenger”. For example, I have a bladder the size of a pea, so God help you if I’m not in the aisle seat. Also sometimes I fall asleep and am pretty sure I drool on myself while I’m not doing the head-jerk move that happens when you pass out sitting up. Also I am constantly toggling back and forth between magazines, mobile devices and anything else that can keep my mind off of plummeting hundreds of thousands of feet from the sky.

So now that I’ve adequately belittled myself I can talk smack on everyone else, yes? Great. I present to you, my list of The Worst Airplane Seat Neighbors.

1.  People who wear too much cologne/perfume/Bengay. Just what exactly are you covering up?

2. People who don’t understand the boundary that is the arm rest. This is my dance space, this is your dance space…

3. People who eat really weird pungent food. I’m not eating this boring disgusting sandwich because I like boring disgusting sandwiches. It’s a respect thing, people.

4. People who talk very loudly and cavalierly about plane crashes and/or natural disasters when you are clearly already freaked the f out about floating through the sky. Where is that beverage cart?

5. People who want to talk to you past the initial polite small talk. I don’t care about your child’s proclivity for making bad decisions. Is your troubled kid here? Would he/she switch seats with you?

6. People who read over your shoulder. If you want to you know what the drama is between Kim and Beyonce and how JHud really lost the weight then you should have spent the $4.99 to find out for yourself. And don’t even THINK about helping me with the crossword puzzle.

And the absolute, very worst people…

7. The people who clap when the plane lands. (But also I do kind of want to kiss the pilot right on the mouth for getting me home safely.)

As much as I hate to stop on an odd number, I think I lost my vision temporarily after 40 minutes of screaming baby in the face. So that’s where I stopped.

Now please commiserate with me and tell me who you hate to sit next to! Isn’t judging fun?


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