#ambishek [wedding photos]

I got a really special birthday treat yesterday. Twelve hundred vibrant, detailed, smile and laugh-inducing wedding pictures from our photographers at Making the Moment. Mr. P and I had the best time going through them last night – remembering the details that had fallen away as more and more epic moments took their place. But moments that, in retrospect, made the weekend all the more special, and all the more ours. We have about 450 photos that we’ll be sharing on Facebook, but for those of you that prefer brevity, and just want a quick synopsis, here you are!

I know we’ve said this 100 times (and we’ll be saying it once more when you finally get our thank you cards…), but our friends and family couldn’t have made the weekend any better. Thank you.

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Love,

A

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Family Friday

To get started on the structural changes we promised last week, we wanted to dedicate this Friday to family. 

Over the last month, we were lucky enough to spend a ton of time with our extended family. People came from near and far to A’s wedding, and literally treated her wedding with such an immense amount of importance. It was as if their own daughter was getting married. Our house doors were constantly swinging open as more and more family members piled in to join the festivities. And while family has always been a huge part of who we are, and a huge part of Jointly, after this summer we’re speechless at the amount of love and support we received. 

Yesterday, we watched as our final houseguests, our maternal grandparents, Nani and Nanoo, packed up and headed back to India. 

As you get older and move further and further away from your where you grew up, you learn to really treasure the time you have with your family. Of course, it’s not always so sweet. There are ups and downs, highs and lows. For example: K’s three day freakout about needing to turn the security system off because the constant in-and-out of our family members was interfering with her precious eight (eleven?) hours of sleep.

But coming home to a full house, being surrounded by people who love you (and who you love back), and always having someone to drink a piping hot cup of chai with, regardless of the hour, is unbeatable. 

So thank you, to everyone for such a memorable summer. Love you all. 

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Nanoo doing America right. Photo credit to our uncle, Gagan.

Jointly yours,

A & K

Newly Married Life

I weirdly feel like this is my debut post. It’s been a while since I’ve been an active participant in Jointly, even though I’ve certainly been around. As you all know – if you’re one of our usuals – I got married just over three weeks ago.

Our wedding was somewhat of a miracle. We did a lot of planning, coordinating, and perfecting, but the weekend itself went off magically. Maybe it was the bride in me, I was obviously riding a huge, gorgeous, life-altering emotional wave, but I think others saw and felt the magic, too. It is cheesy for me to say that it all just felt right? Like it was meant to be? Maybe it’s the newly wed in me. (And now I’m rhyming).

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After our wedding, my husband (wuuuttt?), who will from now on be referred to as Mr. P, and I spent twelve days on our honeymoon. A big chunk in Bali, and a smaller bit in Singapore. I never realized how amazing it is to have nothing to think or worry about but the person you love. But it was incredible. My work email was silent (thank you!), my personal email was ignored, and my Instagram was only updated periodically. Silent, secluded, serene perfection.

Now that I’m back, people keep asking me whether life feels different. It’s such a polarizing question, because YES, of course. I am married. My last name on all of my social networks is Pai. Alongside my life-long family, I have a new family. And my “own family.” That’s the weirdest part. One day when people say “your family,” they will mean Mr. P plus whatever presently non-existent members we’ll have by then. That’s very different.

But it also feels the same. I guess after dating for a while you get into a rhythm that can’t really be undone. And I think that’s what makes committing to someone for the rest of time less scary. I asked Mr. P whether he felt like we were married the other day, and he said “NO!” And I don’t really either. We’re still young and in love and living life like it’s just one big experiment. Plus marriage is for old people…

Hugs,

A

The Importance of a P.M.A.

I’ve been having one of those months (…few months?) when I’m having trouble focusing on the positive. When people hear me say this, they consistently think I’m insane. I’m engaged to the love of my life, we’re planning an amazing wedding, we live in the “greatest city on earth,” we have a really cute puppy, we both have families that will love us until the end of time, and friends that think we’re cool enough to occasionally invite us out.

Of course when I list this out, I sit back and think – holy shit *while smiling cheek to cheek*. But it’s not that easy to focus on the good stuff all the time. Wedding planning is also hard, we live in the most intense city in the world, our puppy is a handful (okay, actually I have no downside to this, the handful part doesn’t even matter), we’re far away from our families, and we don’t spend nearly as much time with our friends as we wish we could. Yes, in the grand scheme, these are just blips – I know this – but right now, it’s hard not to get caught up.

Life is not easy.

But there are still plenty, I mean plenty of things to be happy about every day. Even if one thing is falling to the wayside, there are other things that can help lift you right back up.

Yesterday, I was reading my horoscope (you know me, I’m into shit like that), and this is what it told me:

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Okay, thank you for a kick in the ass cosmos. Why am I letting a fly ruin what is one of the best times of my life? Also… I don’t even know what the fly is! Working too much? Flakey wedding vendors? Not being able to decide where to go for our Honeymoon? I’m realizing how crazy I sound.

So… that was my horoscope. And then, a girl I know from college posted about #100happydays. Now I’ve seen this a million times on Instagram, and have of course chosen to ignore it (call me Pessimistic Patrice), but today I clicked. And it sort of caught me off guard. Like in a slap in the face sort of way.

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71% of people don’t have enough time to spend two minutes a day marinating on what makes them happy. SEVENTY ONE PERCENT OF PEOPLE! That is madness – (given that as a strategist I know the data has been slightly fudged because it’s probably that people don’t have time to take an amazing picture and share it – don’t believe everything you hear! But…) the point is a compelling one.

Whether or not you commit to socially sharing what makes you happy for 100 days in a row (it is a big commitment!), we should at least take time each day to reflect on what makes us happy. OR maybe do consider partaking in an exercise like this! It keeps us all accountable.

A P.M.A. (Positive Mental Attitude) can take you far.

Here’s to happiness.

Love,

A

Another Long Weekend in NYC

Hey guys, happy Tuesday! May your week fly by!

I’ve been in NYC for the last five days, getting some much needed sissy time with A. Right now, I’m writing this at Mother while she diligently works, but haaay for being a second semester senior (just kidding it actually kicks my ass on the daily, but whatever). Technically I came in town for a bridal shower that her soon-to-be-sisters-in-law threw for her but I, of course, stayed far beyond that and forced her to partake in some NYC adventures with me. We have a ton of fun to share with you, and it’s mostly in the form of pictures (at least they aren’t selfies!).

The (boozy) bridal shower was amazing. The Pai sisters hosted it at this great restaurant in the Lower East Side called Saxon + Parole. We got the back room, delicious food (I’ll take anything with Nutella), and probably the best Bloody Marys ever. A had such a good time that she kept telling everyone it was the best day of her life. I’m sure you’ll all envisioning this was after the unlimited cocktails, but I can assure you, it was before them too 🙂

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The next day (sadly after our cousin S and friend N left), NYC decided to let up and give A and I a little sunshine. So we took to the town. We explored Williamsburg, East Village, Greenwich Village, and ended the day with a FaceTime session with our parents in Union Square.

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How cool is this graffiti wall in Williamsburg?

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We stopped in this little shop called Flower Power and checked out herbs and oils.

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We then hit up Strand Book Store (home to eighteen miles of books) and Alabaster Bookshop (where these photos were taken) because every day should have at least a hint of knowledge in it. And because we love to read.

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And then we came home to this guy. Nothin’ like the love of a little pup pup (even if I had to clean his pee a few times).

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So thanks, NYC, for another amazing weekend. After some time with family, I now feel refreshed and ready to wrap up the last month of my undergraduate career. That’s a complete lie, I’m not ready, and I don’t want to leave. But hey, I can get through a month, right?

Lots of love,

K (and sort of A who’s next to me but talking advertising)

Spring Break 2014

SB2014 – rage time!

But actually…

As a 22-year-old and a second semester senior in college, you’d think Spring Break means a trip to somewhere warm, a lot of half-naked (I actually feel like they’re usually three-fourths naked…) people, too much booze, and little-to-no (or negative) responsibility.

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Instead, my last break ever had been dulled by adulthood. I have been looking forward to Spring Break for at least a month now. Coming home is always my favorite. Lazing around with my doggy, chit chatting with my rents, and eating home-cooked food is the best. I didn’t even mind that I hadn’t planned a vacation with any of my friends because to me, nothing is better than some good ol’ time at home. I really need this down time after a super stressful month. I was so excited about it that I even made a Facebook status about it. You know shit is a big deal when I make a Facebook status about it.

I was expecting the perfect balance of adventure and relaxation. Instead? Instead I got days of stress over upcoming exams, job searching, wedding planning (not that I don’t love to do it and help out A, but wedding planning is not relaxing, nor is it as glamours as JLo makes it look), and even trying to find the perfect workout schedule (if you know me you know how much this must truly…suck…for lack of a better word).

My conclusion? Adulthood is a place with no breaks. Downtime is rare. And even when you have it, it, all too often, is disrupted. Obligations and responsibilities can only be put on the back burner for a short period of time. And that…for a lack of a better word (again)…sucks.

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Take me back to my childhood! 😦

Love,

K