the twists and turns of an ordinary girl
We had plans this weekend to take Brooke to her first swim lesson, to get gussied up for a family photo session, and to head to the Zoo for Mother’s day. Here’s the best third of that. It was a blast, ladies. Even the baby dunk at the end!
Meanwhile, I’ve been doing a lot of sofa browsing. What do you think of this, this, this, and this?
Dare I enter a single word? And commit my time myself to capturing photos of life and interests and shopping and design and other nonsense to a rather empty audience? Why yes. Yes indeed. That sounds like a superb use of that limited resource called time.
We’ve had a lot going on. The month of May will always be a busy one. And it has been particularly busy already. I can’t wait to share some of it! So bear with me as I’m looking back, catching up this blog on the past three months that seem to have just vanished into thin air.
First up might be Brooke’s birthday and those polka dotted ballons.
Have you noticed? My long blog break [again]? There has been a lot of goings on in our house this month. Since the new year rolled in, I have accepted a new job, lined up child care for the babes, and pinched myself a few times given all of the change has happened in the span of a short several months. It’s been stressful, yes. But I’m looking forward to the new routine. I just wish Brooke could come along with me to the office. It will be child friendly after all.
And so, life here is changing [again]. But what would be the fun of it if it were all too constant and familiar?
I hope to be back in regular order over the next few weeks. And hopefully in normal swing once we get this whole two-parents-working thing down pat. Thanks for sticking around :)
Does anyone else always use that phrase as replacement for the word, miserable? You know, like, how was your workout? Les Mis.
It sounds more like Lay-Miz. Heavy on the Z. Or perhaps that is just sister speak in my family. Right.
It’s kind of like my birthday week. Lots of things spread out to celebrate our anniversary. We saw Les Miserables the other night. It was utterly fantastic. That’s even coming from a person who habitually falls asleep during every film. A beautiful story of redemption.
It might even spur me on to reading all one thousand two hundred thirty two pages worth of the book. Mostly because of its beautiful backing. Of course.
And tomorrow we will embark on eating ourselves into a delirium. Because we finally get to try another restaurant in Cincy. The apparent numero uno of the city. More to come later!
Just a follow up post to yesterday’s ramblings. Yes, she did wear hearts for our anniversary. I just couldn’t help myself!
Please excuse the blurry close up shots. Something about a dangling lens cover. She was all over it.
And a happy new year to you! Today is the seventh of January. A very important day in my book. Made even more important this year with Brooke’s turning of eight months. Eight months!
Today we celebrate seven years of marriage. I am so thankful. Thankful for marriage. And thankful for a man who is worthy.
We’ll be stretching out our celebrations this week. Takeout tonight. Movies tomorrow night. And dinner Friday night. Nothing like having a baby.
And sorry about that unintentional blog break. Guess I should’ve given you a heads-up? Assuming I still have readers out there…
(You got that right! The debut of my 2013 letterpress calendar. Above.)
Reciting our Christmas [post]card: Let every heart prepare Him room.
A merry Christmas to you.
They always remind me of my parents’ wedding. Well, red ones mostly. My parents share a winter wedding with Andy and me. If I had given it more thought, I think I would have used white poinsettias in some way. But that was seven years ago (gasp!), and what did I know?
So while we were out the other day, I picked up a pink poinsettia. And I do hope she stays alive through February so that she adds to my Valentine cheer. And my glitter houses, too. Those shall stay with us well past the 25th.
Between these two things, I think I can stretch the charm of Christmas well into winter.
Do you keep any of your Christmas slash winter decorations out during those early, dreary months of every new year?
I am: On a journey to recover the thing I love doing. Setting out to rescue an old love of order, creativity, design, and beauty. Join me. 
