You miss me and my ridiculousness? Ohmilanta I’m so flattered. In that case, here are some things you probably didn’t really want to know about.
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First, I have recently discovered I love this song and next year on the night of September 21st [see lyrics if you are confused] I would like something interesting to happen. Then I can actually relate to this Earth, Wind & Fire song. So make something happen, people. Make it happen. MMMk?
- Skinny jeans [preferably in some floral fabric that really should just be curtains]
- riding boots [the preppier the better]
- no jewelry
AND TA-DAHHH!! Now you know my secrets. Isn’t that, like, the most LIFE ALTERING information you’ve ever received?
I knew it would be.
Also, the messiness in the background is for real. I’m what you would call, oh, a person who doesn’t mind living in a pig sty. I’m rather un-domesticated when it comes to being neat and tidy.
THIRD[ly?], I found this daisy by a bunch of leaves the other day on my walk home. I think the daisy is slightly confused. WRONG SEASON, daisy. WRONG SEASON! Better luck surviving in May, girl.
That’s all I have time to write. I have, ya know, a real job.
Sometimes L comes home from work and discovers things like this:
Appetizing? That’s the exact word they used!… But not really.
L’s reaction? Something similar to having a mental breakdown.
Speaking of mental breakdowns…
L and C (and everyone else in the North Country) have been experiencing some bipolar weather. The consequence? C has been drinking hot chocolate, which seems normal — but it’s JUNE.
What’s J up to?
anging out with our Shmelville girl… Who, by the way, is making very similar faces in both pictures — I guess someone’s in a rut!
2)She is counting down the days until she is home. (‘nough said.)
3) Making C’s day by sending her a text saying “Gosh you belong in Georgia”.
- If you’re bored of your summer music choices, here’s what the girls recommend:
J: Restless by Alison Krauss (some country tunes are never a bad idea!)
L: Cameo Lover by Kimbra
C: Cold Shoulder by Josh Turner (surprised?)
Our coffee supply has been quite low recently… And low means completely gone.
Somehow I survived; I love the routine.
But this morning there was coffee. (hallelujah)
Every morning our schedule is open for yard work and outdoor projects. So this morning we headed out to do some weeding, dead-heading, digging, etc. But then after 30 minutes or so it started raining.
Now, there’s something you need to understand. I don’t do dirt. Or bugs. Or plants and bushes that scrape my skin and leave red marks. Nope, I don’t do it. So going out there and playing in dirt is hard enough.
But RAIN? It turns dirt into mud and this does not make me happy… Not to mention how wet I was!
It was quite the morning.
Other than getting wet and dirty and falling in love with clean showers because of being dirty, I’m listening to this track.
(A new friend from Spain showed it to me)
It’s completely different than most Adele covers, and talk about groovy… Major score.
I’m leaving for Connecticut tomorrow to visit J. Hello, road trip!
Confession: this is my first trip alone. Besides, you know, the ones where I’ve flown to foreign countries. So I should clarify: this is my first road trip alone. Which I’m finding far more weird. It’s a different level of independence. And it’s mildly terrifying.
I turned 19 last week and now I’m acting all growed up. Weird, right?
As with most road trips, the music is quite important. I already have all my favorite country music on my phone and today I bought a bunch of Shania cause there is nothing like Shania, Starbucks, and an open highway. But I still need to find more music.
So, what’s your favorite road trip music?
I went home for a visit last week. It was grand.
Babies. Friends. Sisters. Mama’s cooking. Dad’s conversation. Such love in my heart.
I even brought this video back for you! (sorry – I’m really not a drummer. oh well.)
I babysat this morning.
Both wearing tutu’s.
Here’s one of them.
She’s a doll.
And then I listened to part of this:
I think I mostly love it because it’s in You’ve Got Mail. Here’s the scene that showcases The Cranberries:
Now it’s all dark and rainy. But do you know the best part about that? It makes me think of a Saturday when all of us sisters plus mums (and not just the ‘Cavern Girls’ — I mean ALL of the sisters) went out for breakfast so that we could have one last get together before Sister #4 was married.
On that day we practiced a certain song for her wedding.
We played it and looked out the window as the rain sprinkled the ground. It’s a perfect memory and a beautiful song.
Hi Friday afternoon.
I’m just checking in while I take a break and eat my lunch:
Since I didn’t have breakfast, I decided I would eat breakfast for lunch. Makes sense, right?
Eggs with sharp cheddar cheese, broccoli, oregano, and sea salt, accompanied by homemade toast.
It’s rather delicious. . .
I’ve been in an Amos Lee rut. I listen to him all. the. time. But just right now.
I’ll probably be listening to someone else very soon… for a long time too.
Anyway. It sounds like the laundry is done which means it’s time for me to make some beds.
So I hope your Friday has been more than lovely, or as I like to say, ‘peachy’.
Today’s post is brought to you by iPhone photos! YAY technology!
Oh, BTW, I got a phone. Which means I grew up. Weird, right? I know.
C and I dressed up for Valentine’s Day in the typical colors. She borrowed my sweater and I borrowed hers. Sisters.
I’m a scary Auntie. It’s OK. They love me for it.
Cutest.kid.ever. This is her “uh oh” face. Look at those chubby hands! She’s so cute. This really has nothing to do with my life but she’s in it and she’s a lot cuter than I’ll ever be and I figure pictures like this one will make up for the fact that I make some terrifying faces.
Speaking of terrifying faces, the following photo needs a large amount of explaining.
- (it was taken the night that we dressed up.
- taking off make-up is NEVER pretty.
- this photo was taken mostly to send to J, to which she responded “oh no! The apocalypse got L!”
I had splashed water on my face, looked in the mirror and pretty much yelled at C, “Come quick! I look like a zombie that just ate somebody!” So what do we do? I have C take a photo of the most disturbing face I may ever make. It’s worse than my double chins. *
And let’s move on.
(can you tell I hardly have any pride whatsoever? Or dignity? Yeah…)
My life is filled with good preaching. Amen and hallelujah.
Somedays, I really like my outfit so I take photos of it to remember it. Cause otherwise I’ll never remember. Also, I hardly ever wear the same thing twice. So it’s good to keep track of what I have and haven’t worn.
This, dear people, is the kind of music I listen to. OH YES.
The cutest.kid.ever was over again last night. And she was in a smiley happy mood so we took some photos (some silly, some decently normal). Isn’t she cute?
So, guys, that’s pretty much my life. Doing very strange things like taking pictures of half-on make-up, listening to music that was made a decade before I was born, and squishing children’s cheeks. Oh yes. You can be jealous of my ENTERTAINING BEYOND ALL BELIEF life. Jealous, folks, is sometimes not a bad thing. But don’t quote me on that.
*See the second photo with three of my nieces and nephews. DOUBLE CHIN ALERT.
I’m stealing an idea. From her. She goes on coffee dates with her blog readers. And today, I’d like to go on one with you.
Since this is our first coffee date, you’ll find out that I love vanilla lattes. If it were our 2nd or 3rd date you would find out that I get stuck in ruts all the time. Because if I were late for our 3rd or even 4th date, you would be able to order for me.
Medium vanilla latte please.
But this is our first date, so let’s not push my buttons too much. K???
After we order coffees (or whatever you’d like to drink plus my latte) I’ll probably end up back in the order line, eying all of the desserts. [I love my snacks -- speaking of snacks, these chocolate animal crackers that I'm munching on are so addicting]
I’ll sit back down and most likely sigh. Then I’ll ask how you’re doing. If your response is long I’ll listen with open ears, never interrupt, but add a few words here and there just to let you know that I really am paying attention.
When you’re done it will be my turn. And beware, I’m not good at this talking about me face-to-face thing. But I’ll try –
Every time I vacuum I get frustrated. Frustrated because after vacuuming only two rooms my right hand is cramping up so bad that holding the vacuum gets tough, you know? Whenever I have my own home I’ll have to [depending on the size] make a schedule of rooms I vacuum everyday just so that I don’t overdue myself. Ugh. Annoying…
I found this dress the other day that I absolutely love! AND it looks long. Easter outfit dreaming much? Yuppers. But props to ShopRuche for finally selling a dress that isn’t barely covering
someones my legs. Major. Score.
Do you ever create so many ridiculous hashtags during the day that it’s almost lame? Or while you’re even doing some household chore a hashtag pops into your head because it fits what you’re doing so well? OH, you don’t? Hahaha — well I do. I thought about the “#thatawkwardmoment ” one this morning while taking a shower, but the “#thatawkwardmoment” hashtag fits for any type of event that is linked to the bathroom. Details.
He is so faithful — God, that is. So understanding. So merciful. So forgiving…For me though? That’s the part that gets me. Every day I’m stumped by that. But that’s good. Because when I get stumped by that I realize how much more I’m in need of Him. He chose to love me and you, and everyone everywhere. And I’ll gladly surrender myself. Because I’d rather be in a giant ocean of His love with waves crashing everywhere than feel one single rain drop of sin on my skin…Do you ever feel like that?
My nephews and nieces were over at my house yesterday and they played dress-up. Here’s a few of them [my niece didn't know what to dress up as so I told her to grab a pot and pretend she's in Tangled... that works, right?]
Ohmygoodness! I love this song! Do you hear it? It’s Ray
Lamontagne “I just butchered his last name!” — I never say his name right, but that’s why we have Google (*insert my singing along, and not just vocal parts; I sing it all…guitar, bass, trumpets, & drums).
Such a good song. So groovy — yes, I just said that.
Ope — look at the time! I’ve gotta run. But thanks for the coffee date. I liked it tons.
Meet again some other time on another beautiful day?
See you, friend.
A couple of things.
First, she makes any day better. Silly faces with the niece. On the day this picture was taken, she gave me a hug and told me she loved me without me being all “Baby B, give your auntie a kiss on the cheek!”. Best kid ever. And she loves ballet as much as me. And she’s prettier than me. But that’s OK.
I had my first legit breakdown in the office. Like, tears, head in my hands, praying nobody comes in the office right now kind of breakdown. It was… useful. Breakdowns always are.
I’m legitimately obsessed with this song. Why do I say that? Cause I love this song when it’s sung by The Kooks and James Blunt. That’s some serious loving of a song going on.