The older I grow, the more I have an appreciation for routines. Whether its making or getting a coffee in the morning, getting up at a similar time each day etc...

With a growing pup at home, and the hot summer months upon us, I've decided to mix up our routine a bit...four days a week (the days I work) getting up first thing and running out to get my coffee in a pair of cut-offs and sunnies, then popping home to give the pup some attention and a quick walk before the heat of the day is at its most intense. Then getting dressed and ready for work while the pup chews a toy or terrorizes her pillow in my room. 


The other three days are a little more flexible, I may find myself sleeping a touch later, or we may go for a longer walk, she may even ride with me to get coffee... or I may go to breakfast, or spend the morning with someone and give the pup some focused attention a little later. 

Either way, I'm a fan of routine, but I'm also a fan of being flexible and enjoying life. 




This weekend went by in a blur. Between having a new pup, working Friday and celebrating Mother's Day/my Dad's birthday, it barely feels like it happened!

Late nights, early mornings (not all pup related!) have made me super sleepy and in need of the quad shot iced coffee I'm drinking this morning. But it was a gorgeous weekend, our puppers is doing great- she already is understanding "sit" and has been able to be loose in the yard to play without her lead. 

I made a pretty little brunch Sunday morning for my parents and we were able to visit and introduce them to their new grand-pup, and we honestly had the most gorgeous weather... and I made some yummy G&Ts Friday night for when my sister and I caught up on The Handmaid's Tale. (totally addicted to the show- I hate waiting week to week for a new episode! Its 2017 Hulu... seriously!) 


Also... is there anything cuter than a sleeping puppy and the positions they fall dead asleep in?! I think not...