My first month as a Linnberg

Just about a month ago, Jan and I married with our toes in the sand! A whole MONTH already! And it took a month to get my name officially changed- paperwork, and lines and mail and paperwork and fees and waiting. But I made it. Came out the other side a Linnberg. Ash Linnberg. Ashley Linnberg. Mrs. Linnberg. …WEEEIRD. A little neat, but still weird. Wondering when speaking it out loud and using the phrase “my husband” will feel normal. Speaking of- my husband and I have been living the good married life and haven’t found reasons to kill each other. #marriedAF Every morning is a fresh one. Fresh snuggles and fresh eggs and fresh kisses and hugs. He claims marriage makes everything better, too. The way his clothes fit, the air, the food, house chores…everything is BETTER. Can’t argue him. I get better every damn day. ZING!

It’s almost June now, and school is coming to a close. Oliver is pumped! And *I* will have a FOURTH GRADER on my hands. Yeesh. The summer for our family will be packed with weekends outdoors, weekday park and pool trips, playdates, yoga, and family stuff. I intend on making more trips to the farm for hangs (both Linnberg and Olson farms), and having cook outs regularly. We may spend our days feeding ducks and going for walks and swimming or playgrounding. I want to get to the family museum every once and a while, too. Just so many THINGS I have planned, and only 12 weeks to do it all. On top of kid and family plans, I’m making personal goals for ME. I want and need to revisit my yoga books from school. Study up and learn and apply. I also have some books to read on deepening my yoga practice and spiritual connection shit that I am hoping is more “good vibes” than “praise the lord”. But if you know me and books, my track record for finishing a book is no bueno. Unless it is about magic and mythology #wishmeluck

Arthur, my nephew, is turning ONE already in less than a week! #T I M E F L I E S * and Frank will be TWO in a a couple weeks. We are throwing him a dinosaur/ Jurassic Park themed party! Kind of excited to decorate and bake and host. I really don’t mind it, and our house isn’t THAT bad at hosting our brood of fam and friends. Planning on it being outside with a blow up pool to splash in, piñata, games, and cupcakes! I mean, the kid is turning 2…the party is really for me, right?

summing it all up: life is good.

Can not complain much, even though I do. My family is happy and healthy. We have a roof over our heads and food in our bellies. I have great friends, amazing kids, and a husband who truly LOVES me. So yeah.. hashtag blessed.

PS*** tooting my yoga horn*** check out my class schedule and come to a class or two or three or ETC

 

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#solongdejonge

ahhhh *big sigh* where to begin? where to begin! So much excitement has come into my life in such a short period of time. I mean, TONS of joy and omg-ness.
Janny came home mid-March *YASSSSS* But let me just say as much as it was a relief and joy it was equally difficult. At least for the first week he was home… So much adjusting to schedules and life, and don’t let anyone tell you things just “fall into place” like no time has passed. We butted heads, we argued, but in the end, we figured it out. He went back to work, and I dropped back into my normal routines. We handled it as best as we could, and I honestly love more for compromising and loving me through all of it (the deployment, the frustrations, the shit we dealt with when he came back, etc). He’s my biggest supporter, and I’m mad about him. Happy vibes and love making ensued #gushmush
It seemed like he was only back for a hot minute, then BOOM! St Patty stuff. BOOM! Brian’s bachelor trip to AZ. BOOM! Packing for Mexico! The preparation and anticipation for Mexico was delightful. The night before we left, I couldn’t sleep. Shocker, I know. But I was dwelling over lists and notes I left my sister (WHO IS A SAINT FOR LOOKING AFTER MY BABIES), and worried about being gone. You know, mom stuff. Then we were up before 5am to catch our flight out of Chicago. That drive was interesting, too…my GPS wasn’t working right, and we ended up driving out of the way (and avoiding a $75/day parking fee) for probably an extra hour at least. Jan was freaking that we’d miss the flight…BUT! We (obviously) made it just fine.

M E X I C O 

We took a flight straight to Cancun, and had a special/VIP ride to the resort waiting for us.

we have arrived!

The resort is beautiful. The staff, same. Everyone was overly nice and helpful. Made our stay so comfy. Our guests/BFFs arrived over the next two days, and heavy partying was under weigh. The whole group rocked. Just…Incredibly fun and perfect for celebrating us. The guys were each given a “spirit animal” t-shirt (Jan passed them out after the rehearsal dinner), and it had ALL of us dying. He had little speeches/ reasons why he chose each friend’s animal…I think Mike’s ‘fried chicken’ shirt topped them off nicely! Rocky’s pig shirt was equally hilarious.

ANIMAL PACK

Every day was gorgeous and sunny, and every night was boozy and warm. I got to wear all the swim suits and all the dresses and buckets of sunscreen (after I burnt pretty bad the first day…dat mexican sun). We ventured to the beach a couple nights (THE MOON WAS INSANE), went to the “night club” and dance-sweated our tits off,  but most nights it was SPORTS BAR (inside joke, but trust me…it is funny).  Beach days were the best days. Salty air and hair, super sun tans, endless palomas & margaritas, and of course beach yoga.

#maegnash

my tribe ❤

 

We even splurged and spent a couple days on some excursions! Chichen Itza (fun ride, insanely hot, but dem ruins tho) was all day pretty much. The driver took us to a restaurant on the way home, too, so we got to get some grub off the resort. And another day we rented a private catamaran and got to snorkel! SO MUCH EFFING FUN. So many fish swimming around us, and sea turtles and sting rays and eels…wild. And the guys who ran the boat were pretty cool- we even got TEQUILA TIME before we were finished! That was such a great day…

old stuff is cool

#merca

these guys ❤

The morning of the wedding was spent in true girly fashion. Brunchies, mimosas, and facials with my ladies. I decided this was a good time to give the girlies my little gift (pura vida friendship bracelets!) while we toasted with champagne and ate all the fruit (except that papaya..ew). We met up with the dudes for some drinks on the lazy river, spent time at the beach,  and took our time in between. Maeg even lead a little yoga flow on the beach! #mypoot

By the time I had to get dressed, it hit me. I AM GETTING MARRIED. Like, M A R R I E D married. My blouse and skirt went together beautulfy (top was from a thrift store, and the skirt was off Amazon.com #fancy), but thankGOD for Cassie and Maeg. Getting that skirt on and off was a feat in itself. It was about that time, and one of the hotel staff came to the room to deliver my bouquet… I don’t know why, but seeing and holding that damn bouquet had me in tears! They were perfect-so bright and pretty (gerber daisies, my fave). I was sniffling and wiping my face so we could take a few pics before the ceremony when I caught a glimpse of myself in the window. Ughhhh crying for real, but like ugly crying. I WAS A BRIDE, you guys.  whew… I was able to pull myself together by the time the wedding coordinator arrived to take us to the wedding location.

this is real life!!!!!

They gave us a ride to the spot on the beach we were gonna be, and Cassie and Maeg were escorted to their places almost right away. I remember I was just standing there taking BIG, deep breathes and trying not to pace. Thinking “omgomgomgomgomgomg” and trying not to cry. And just like that~ it was my turn to walk down the beach. The set up was gorgeous. Perfection. White linen on the two rows of chairs, white canopy, and that mariachi band! As I got closer, I felt my fluster melt away. Jan was grinning ear to ear, and all was right. We spoke our vows from the heart/off the hip (totally impromptu), and poured some marriage sand into a marriage vase, and said “I do.” *Ahhh just bursting thinking about how happy I was in that moment*** And then the twist (Jan, always with the surprises).

I took that man to be mine!

Right before Jan was supposed to kiss his bride, he looks out at everyone and says (loudly), “Before I kiss my bride, there’s something I need to do”…and he proceeds to unbutton his shirt, kick off his shoes, and slide his shorts down into the sand below his feet. Two words: TUXEDO SPEEDO. And not just him! ALL THE DUDES had them secretly on under their clothes, and begun stripping right there on the beach in broad daylight!! On-lookers were gawking and holding up their phones, I was laughing along with everyone else. SO SO fun. and SO SO my husband. Naturally, we had a photo opp.

wife/queen

 

 

So… for those of you who aren’t my FB friend and can’t view the full montage of photos from this trip, there are some posted up on the grams. There is a lot more I could write about- more deets and more fun memories-but I think I’ll spare ya. The friends who celebrated that week with us know what went down and how awesome it was, and I can’t thank them enough for being there. Cassie, Maeg, Lora, Allison, Lindsay, Jilly, Beth, Whitney, Elyse, Kevin, Brandon, Kasjen, Rocky, Mike, Jason, Matty, Spencer, Jeff, and Brian… you are the greatest friends we could ever ask for, and from the bottom of my married heart I want to thank you for showing up. We love you guys.

luckiest couple on the planet.

And sooo, #solongdejonge was a total success. Aside from losing my voice and almost cutting my toes off on those damn secret ocean rocks…It was epic. Never drank so much in my life! Never been so happy.  Very ready to begin the next chapter in my life as a wife and a Linnberg!

xo