What a difference!

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Before I begin, let me start off by proclaiming my love for my husband.  I love him dearly.  And now that that’s out of the way…

I hate to admit this, but I need to be honest.  Sometimes I want to punch my husband in the face.  Not at all in the violent, full of rage type of punch.  Just the quick “why on earth are you slamming those cupboards?!” type of punch.  You know the kind I’m talking about, don’t you?

Well, last year I decided I was tired of being angry.  Tired of Continue reading

cakes for grace

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What is there in life if there is not grace?  Simple elegance.  Charm.  The favor of God.  It is a thing of admiration and aspiration in life, love, and religion.  It’s beauty.  It’s inspiration.  It’s everything you hope to achieve in this world when the day comes to an end.

Yes.  Grace is beautiful, and she is my niece.

My sister and brother-in-law are expecting their first child.  A daughter.  Everyone is ecstatic… especially my son who can not wait to have another baby to love on!  We recently celebrated Grace’s baby shower a few weeks ago.  Instead of buying traditional gifts and wrapping them up, I decided to purchase a Continue reading

transforming a room: a closet into a nursery

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My husband and I were expecting our second child, and just like most parents we were putting together a list of names — boy names.  Sure, we tossed around a few names for a baby girl, but we knew we were having another boy.  We could feel it.  Plus, that’s what the Chinese gender chart told us. Just kidding!

So, there we were, waiting for the technician to start the ultrasound and *fingers crossed* find out what we were having.  Boy. . . Girl. . .  It didn’t matter.  We loved the child.  But growing up with four other sisters, I knew what kind of special torture daughters could put their parents through.  And I was terrified.  My husband, on the other hand, was looking forward to a little girl.  At the time, D was the epitome of a mama’s boy and Daddy Continue reading

lemons into lemonade — successfully flipping a DIY oops!

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I was on a mission… my first DIY project.  It was going to be amazing, useful, and completely homemade.  Who cares if I never bought wood or screws or nails before?  My concept was ready and list in hand.  I was going to walk into Home Depot like a boss.  And I did.  I measured out all the wood I thought I needed, grabbed a bunch of nails and, of course, snatched up a hand saw.

When I got home, my husband was thoroughly confused.  What on earth was I going to make with all those materials?  And then I told him…  A shoe rack!!!  I couldn’t contain my excitement.  It was going to be perfect.  A custom built, under-bench shoe box with two levels to keep all of our shoes neat, tidy, and HIDDEN.  It was going to go riiighht under there… Continue reading

hello, world.

So, I took the plunge.  Here I am.  Starting a blog has been on my mind for several years now, but I just never could find the time.  Now, as I sit here, thinking about how much has happened over the past 7 years or so, I want to kick myself for not.  My years spent meeting my husband, journeying to Alaska, starting and growing my family… all of it could have been beautifully documented.  There is only so much you can get from an easily lost, uncategorized Facebook post. Don’t get me wrong… I love my facebook!  I’m on it constantly.  Admittedly, maybe a little too much… I’ll put my Galaxy down after this post, I swear!  But anyway, Continue reading