1. I want to learn how to sail in the worst way. 2. These waters would be beautiful to spend some time on. Can't you imagine jumping off the side of the boat into that crystal clear goodness??
February 14th is a lot of things, but for me it means another day of this 'every day love' with my husband. Its sweet being married to such a wonderful man whom I have so many things in common with. Its easy, honestly. So we'll do something fun today (part of which is spending the evening eating those delicious pot de creme's Landon made last night), but mostly its just a reminder of what we are blessed to experience on a weekly, daily, moment to moment basis.Pink, red, roses and hearts.
On an unrelated note, how cute is this necklace?? For some reason its captivating to me, and how nice to have mine and my husband's initials side by side, just like our hearts are? Find it here.
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These are a few of my favorites thus far....
Photo credit.
I can proudly say that both my husband and I shaved a few minutes off our times from last year, he ran a 29:52 and I came in at 31:08, whereas last year we both came in at 34:32. I won't lie, I kind of wonder if I could have ran even faster had I been feeling 100%. Oh well.Its such a blessing to do things like this with my husband, and I am completely thankful to God that we both have the health and desire to do these sorts of things.
Remembered to snap a quick photo of our race tags.
Blank warehouse wall+projector+a dozen middle school students+The Sandlot (aka: best movie ever)=THIS
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"But I think you must have some sort of deep emotional attachment to food and it helps you remember. I mean, I always see you posting pictures of your dessert or coffee or fabulous dinner you guys have made."We all chuckled at that, but as I thought on it more, I realized its SO TRUE! I have an eerily clear memory of foods that I have eaten, and the people I ate them with, and why we gathered. I have never thought this of myself, but it was one of those times that once it was voiced by someone else, I could see it. It's sort of odd, but also somewhat convenient, especially when my husband asks me what I'd like to eat for dinner. (He is the cook in our family, so he's usually asking me for ideas). I wonder if other people have this food-induced-memory? I also wonder why I so closely remember the food part of life?
A mocha I snapped a photo of last week. I loved the sweet heart in the corner.
She excitedly looked me in the eyes and asked the very important question in this situation:
"Are you sure?"
I told her no, of course I wasn't sure, but I had been thinking about it for a while and I was pretty sure it was time. We spent the next twenty minutes flipping through magazines trying to get ideas and help me get my courage up to do the dang thing. (I kept repeating that mantra in my head: "Just do the dang THANG!") Corny. I know.
Finally I just hit the wall and in all assurance told Liz that yes, I wanted her to cut my hair from just above my elbows to a pixie. And please hurry, so I couldn't change my mind again!
By the time my husband came to pick me up it was done and honestly, I have LOVED every moment of it. Liz did a great job, the hair style is fabulously easy, and I can't imagine going back to the agonizing routine that long, thick hair requires. At least not any time soon.