yesterday was an monumental day for our growing family tree...it was the day where our little family of two turned into a comfortable family of three. he cuddles. he snuggles. he gets really confused when you try to play fetch. he's quintin. and now he is all ours. hmmmm...love.
yesterday, i stumbled across a gem. no, not the sparkly kind (even though i really like those too), but a blurry gem. this gem. this picture was taken right after handsome and i got engaged - almost four years ago (am i getting old? i did see a rather unflattering wrinkle by my right eye the other day...eek, i am digressing). i love this picture. i know that handsome is blurry and it looks like i am trying to eat his ear...but looking at it makes me warm and content inside.
it is just like love is supposed to be - 1 part out of focus, 1 part indescribable, and 2 parts giggling.
i am glad i have this picture.
see that kinda disheveled pillow up there? those white specks - well those aren't just subtle polka dots. those little buggers are lint wads. you heard me, lint wads.
now a special note to my sewing machine: thank you for hanging out with me this afternoon. I think we accomplished some marvelous things. my curtains are shorter. the lint is covered. and i got to use buttons. i love buttons. we are a good team.
a good day had by all.
mom and her four girls in branson, mo this fall i have never been very sentimental on mother's day. sure, i picked up a card and a gift and gave my mom a quick hug - but to me it always seemed like one of those canned holidays orchestrated in a workshop somewhere to make someone rich. card companies. flower companies. whoever. someone was making a whole mess-o-cash just reminding us to do what we should do every day - tell our mothers how much they mean to us. how much they shape us.
this year was different.
this mother's day, my mom has cancer. i don't know how many more days i'll get to honor my mother.
today i made a special brunch and hugged the woman that has been my everything for the past 25 years. today i truly celebrated mother's day for the first time.
thank you mom, for teaching me how to be me. i love you.
we found a lake. a few weekends ago. handsome - i just wanted to let you know that i love you even though you don't really have a butt. you are goofy and wonderful. and that is why i you are my favorite guy. today's friday. yippee skippee.
among my weekend projects was this little ditty. we just moved into our new place, and the mailbox, well - it had seen its better days. let's just say there is now one less nest of spiders in the world.
yes, i dreamt of a brand new mailbox to hang outside my door and greet everyone who entered, but the checkbook was screaming in agony from our move already and couldn't support another venture. solution: one can of spray paint, a paint brush, and a bit of latex enamel. the result: one cheerful and inviting mailbox by my front door.
i've never been so excited to get my mail.
(baby zoey this weekend...yes, my heart is currently melting) okay, so it wasn't exactly a whirlwind, and it certainly wasn't violent, but this weekend was a rush. a good rush, though - like the kind you get when you're trying to eat your grape popsicle in 90 degree weather before it creates purple pools of sugar all over your hands.
saturday, dale (the handsome husband mentioned in my bio) and I got to watch my dear and lovely pal's niece. yes, she is as adorable in person as she is in pictures. i think i have fallen in love with her.
although zoey was the highlight of our weekend, we managed to host two dinner dates (and i didn't even burn anything!!), plant a garden, and paint an end table. although i can't know for sure, i feel in my heart that martha would be proud of me. i feel so unnaturally domestic. (insert contented sigh here).
