tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-118430442024-03-13T19:22:38.408-04:00Love This LifeI'm a Midwestern girl loving life in D.C.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.comBlogger880125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-49329899256739277772012-02-23T20:59:00.000-05:002012-02-23T20:59:09.039-05:00Weekend in Charlotte<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2ng_GXjZBrG2AiZDf6fXH3KMzyLkukmNOtTIJ6Uu_l7BAFBd4nkLhNzuqvFV0oSyjJrx7FdzSAZQ3eqaQ7ba_zLHRC9r1zg6jv-bsP7Ckq7S2gk1F_tQmjMrU4Qd3mQ2hgxZ/s1600/shot_1329607129455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I’m posting here to announce the BEST WEEKEND EVER in Charlotte. How I<br />
ever drove away on Monday afternoon is beyond me. That guy is<br />
something else. That’s probably why I’m marrying him. In 51 DAYS!<br />
Whoa.<br />
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It is a strange thing walking into your future apartment and being<br />
allowed to hang stuff on walls and move furniture and having very<br />
important conversations about whether that ‘thing’ is a rug or a<br />
tapestry and does it belong on the wall or the floor.<br />
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By the way, I think it’s best as a tapestry, and I assure you would<br />
look great on the wall. Danny does not agree. See below.<br />
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Tapestry? (Danny painfully agrees to demonstrate).<br />
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Rug? (I painfully agree to lay the small tapestry at a slight diagonal<br />
under the table to demonstrate its use as a rug).<br />
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To be honest, it will NOT remain in either location, but it was a fun<br />
exercise in decorating together.<br />
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While he may not be on the tapestry train, he does have quite good<br />
taste, and I look forward to hopefully making our space a cozy<br />
reflection of our combined aesthetic. {I’ve been reading too many<br />
design magazines.}<br />
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Our weekend also involved a belated Valentine date to the Liberty<br />
(yummy!) and the movie “The Vow”.<br />
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I have this thing where I really fight crying at movies. I just find<br />
it awkward to walk around with puddles of mascara under my eyes in a<br />
public place. I made it about ¾ of the way through “Courageous”, but<br />
that movie really wore me down! I was pleased that I had actually made<br />
it all the way through “The Vow” with no crying, but alas there was<br />
some serious tear duct build-up. And then, an abundance of crying and<br />
hugging in the car. Needless to say, I really liked the movie. And I<br />
really like my fiancé.<br />
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Other things we did during my visit included brunch, red velvet<br />
waffles for dessert, a rotisserie chicken joint, more brunch, two<br />
Insanity workouts (I'm still alive!), and a dance lesson! You can<br />
add to the list of his noncritical but awesome qualities that<br />
D has rhythm and is a fast learner.<br />
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And that is our weekend in a very big nutshell.<br />
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I love D.C., but I am so excited to get myself down to Charlotte to<br />
start our life together!<br />
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P.S. I am really hoping to revamp this blog soon and begin posting<br />
more often. It’s on my post-wedding ‘list’. So stay tuned . .Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-19236024094563643812012-02-10T22:38:00.000-05:002012-02-10T22:38:40.784-05:00Valentine WishesValentine's Day is just five short days away, and I have been spotting a number of love-ly gifts that I would be oh so happy to receive. Of course, all I <i>really</i> want is dinner, a movie ("The Vow" please) and cuddle time with D . . and I am set to have it, if even a few days after the holiday. <br />
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But I thought, for fun, I'd still share the things I've been eyeing / craving this week. They may not be all red or romantic, but they have one thing in common - I'm <i>loving</i> them!<br />
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First up, <a href="http://www.shopbop.com/love-ring-set-gorjana/vp/v=1/845524441918231.htm?folderID=2534374302033527&fm=browse-brand-shopbysize&colorId=11739">Gorjana Love Ring Set</a>. I don't have the longest fingers, so these dainty rings would be perfect.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375307011884/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="500" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/147000375307011884_njbWxIVy_c.jpg" width="254" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://www.shopbop.com/love-ring-set-gorjana/vp/v=1/845524441918231.htm?folderID=2534374302033527&fm=browse-brand-shopbysize&colorId=11739" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">shopbop.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#2. <a href="http://www.asos.com/ASOS/ASOS-Patent-Colour-Watch/Prod/pgeproduct.aspx?iid=1920881&cid=11325&sh=0&pge=0&pgesize=20&sort=-1&clr=Pink">Asos Pink Patent Watch</a>. A pop of pink is always appropriate.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375307011827/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="370" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/132785888983155975_6pwwjERa_c.jpg" width="290" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://us.asos.com/ASOS-Patent-Color-Watch/xp14v/?iid=1920881&cid=4175&Rf900=1624&sh=0&pge=0&pgesize=20&sort=-1&clr=Pink&xr=1&mk=na&r=3&mporgp=L1Byb2Qv" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">us.asos.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#3. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crosley-CR3009A-BK-iSolo-Radio-Black/dp/B003ZTRDDK/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1328881825&sr=8-3">Crosley iSolo Radio</a>. How cute is this guy? He doesn't just play the radio, he plays your iPod/iPhone, and streams Pandora.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375307011065/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/147000375307011065_SyZ0eIf1_c.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crosley-CR3009A-BK-iSolo-Radio-Black/dp/B003ZTRDDK/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1328881825&sr=8-3" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">amazon.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#4. Another watch! Dying over this beauty. <a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/s/nixon-the-time-teller-watch/3180051?cm_cat=datafeed&cm_ite=nixon_%27the_time_teller%27_watch:356255_3&cm_pla=jewelry:watch&cm_ven=Froogle&mr:referralID=NA&mr:trackingCode=65C417F3-A39E-E011-8116-001517B1882A">Nixon's Time Teller Watch</a>.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375306976594/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="537" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/147000375306976594_q4NI1Ppn_c.jpg" width="350" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/s/nixon-the-time-teller-watch/3180051?cm_cat=datafeed&cm_ite=nixon_%27the_time_teller%27_watch:356255_3&cm_pla=jewelry:watch&cm_ven=Froogle&mr:referralID=NA&mr:trackingCode=65C417F3-A39E-E011-8116-001517B1882A" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">shop.nordstrom.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#5. <a href="http://www.katespade.com/designer-jewelry/necklaces-for-women/say-yes-bridal-mrs.-necklace/WBRU3352,default,pd.html">Kate Spade 'Mrs' Necklace</a>. How appropriate is this? Well, maybe not for a couple more months.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375306783310/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="450" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/147000375306783310_5VF3Tyas_c.jpg" width="600" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=11843044" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">Uploaded by user</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#6. <a href="http://www.wantist.com/products/handwoven-turkish-beach-or-bath-towel">Handwoven Turkish Beach Towel</a>. Can you tell I'm dreaming about my honeymoon already? I want the aqua color! Or the pink! <br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375306762860/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/147000375306762860_gp9a20hf_c.jpg" width="600" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://www.wantist.com/products/handwoven-turkish-beach-or-bath-towel" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">wantist.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#7. <a href="http://www.katespade.com/designer-jewelry/designer-earrings/sweet-nothings-small-square-stud/WBRU2973,default,pd.html?dwvar_WBRU2973_color=681&start=33&cgid=jewelry">Coral Kate Spade Studs</a>. I could never have too much coral! {It's one of my wedding colors.}<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375306851670/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="552" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/283023157802043613_tDxmWFtZ_c.jpg" width="552" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://www.katespade.com/designer-jewelry/designer-earrings/sweet-nothings-small-square-stud/WBRU2973,default,pd.html?dwvar_WBRU2973_color=681&start=33&cgid=jewelry" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">katespade.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#8. A very cool <a href="http://www.20x200.com/artworks/3827">D.C./Maryland map.</a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/147000375306828231/" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="422" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/147000375306828231_ncWsfV1b_c.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;">Source: <a href="http://www.20x200.com/artworks/3827" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;">20x200.com</a> via <a href="http://pinterest.com/luvthislife/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Laura</a> on <a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank">Pinterest</a></div></div><br />
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#9. Candy, of course! I am always craving some <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Farleys-Cinnamon-Bears-1-5-LB/dp/B0055KUE88/ref=dp_cp_ob_gro_title_3">cinnamon bears</a>.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzmc0WFSCj2fhLnS3YlLLHJ39dO1crpUdtx6kUkzIYyguBPn2M0XoLKLXFEEvOp7MEHdEHpAkOEAb4qldv0LlpcEOC82efV54cSNRsInUkBGkk-DHpYz8tEiFaYGpAHII0d8qy/s1600/cinnabears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzmc0WFSCj2fhLnS3YlLLHJ39dO1crpUdtx6kUkzIYyguBPn2M0XoLKLXFEEvOp7MEHdEHpAkOEAb4qldv0LlpcEOC82efV54cSNRsInUkBGkk-DHpYz8tEiFaYGpAHII0d8qy/s1600/cinnabears.jpg" /></a></div>#10. And finally and completely cliche . . CHOCOLATE! To be specific, I'd love some <a href="http://www.qbelfoods.com/products_waferbars.html">dark chocolate wafers</a>.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpkcxVxHT9lBNWAAxEG8JJpT1D2Gxv9HNxOEhgqz8J5whncf51qtt_9KBq21l-nS85LK5v5E5YyPSkQUJ5-CuDsyX_isEsBwx0rzIWCYVm0pd_uvC5BrV8vyRlh2-HrECpNCf/s1600/wafers_dark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpkcxVxHT9lBNWAAxEG8JJpT1D2Gxv9HNxOEhgqz8J5whncf51qtt_9KBq21l-nS85LK5v5E5YyPSkQUJ5-CuDsyX_isEsBwx0rzIWCYVm0pd_uvC5BrV8vyRlh2-HrECpNCf/s1600/wafers_dark.jpg" /></a></div>Hope your Valentine's Day is high calorie and full of fun!<br />
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On the actual holiday, I will be fiance-less and curled up on a couch with my girlfriends re-watching a series we LOVE - "Friday Night Lights". I think chocolate and wine will most definitely be involved.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-57073590885904543742012-01-26T11:16:00.000-05:002012-01-26T11:16:59.561-05:00Hiding Place<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">Ok . . I’m going to write a post with no pictures. Just say no to picture pressure. It’s part of why I rarely blog anymore. That, and this blog ain’t pretty. But I’m doing this for me. I know I have very few readers anymore, but is that really why I blogged in the first place? I lost sight of why I began blogging, but I want to come back.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">I know I’ve said it before but long-distance wedding planning + a wedding workout plan + pre-marital reading and counseling + a long-distance relationship + a full-time job + job-hunting + an upcoming move + a gazillion expenses = A LOT. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There are normally a million thoughts running through my brain, but now? It’s a little out of control. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">The importance of silence cannot be underestimated. I absolutely need those times where I get quiet, mentally put each and every thought on the shelf, sit before the Lord and say “I’m ALL Yours. Talk to me.” </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">That list up there is all important, but He’s the most important. He loves me, AND He’s got it all under control. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">I could plan my wedding down to the last detail, but what matters is the covenant I will make before the Lord that day and preparing my heart for that. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">I could work out every day and be the healthiest I’ve ever been, but my identity and beauty is in Him. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">I could read a million books and talk to a dozen people about marriage, but above all, I will need to be sensitive to the Holy Spirit’s guidance and receive His grace on a daily basis If I’m to be a godly wife. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">I could apply for a hundred jobs, but He knows which one is right for me and when to open that door. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">I could save as much as possible to pay for the honeymoon, the ring, furniture, moving, and more, but why stress when He is my provider, and He will give me everything I need?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">And you know what? This wedding and this life isn’t all about me. In the midst of the busyness, I want to love God and love people. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">So life may be busy and crazy, but sitting at His feet each day . . that’s where it’s at! It’s not busy and crazy there. It’s sweet, it’s peaceful, . . my very own hiding place with my very best friend. All else just fades away. . .</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">Psalm 143:8 "Let the <span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">morning</span> bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life."</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">2 Samuel 22:31 “As for God, his way is perfect: The LORD’s word is flawless; he shields all who take refuge in him.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">Psalm 91:1 “Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">Mark 1:35 <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“It was very early in the morning and still dark. Jesus got up and left the house. He went to a place where he could be alone. There he prayed.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"></div></span>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-43784844570797272792011-12-22T22:23:00.001-05:002011-12-22T22:24:59.474-05:00Christmassy New York<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">New York was a b-last last week, but as soon as I said goodbye to D, I was ready to click my heels and return to DC, NOT spend a lonely night at my hotel. Also, sleeping on the 5<sup>th</sup> floor is not the best, and honking horns awakened me just five hours after going to bed. This is why I waver on my feelings for that city. One minute I am in love with her, and the next I am ready to go. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">But back to my trip . .</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">The first order of business on a very cold Tuesday was to get a cup of hot cocoa in my hands. I got off at Columbus Circle and enjoyed a teensy one from Grom. It was super delicious, but I was a little disappointed they were out of dark chocolate. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541070623/" title="shot_1323797142799 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="shot_1323797142799" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7031/6541070623_6aebb1bab3.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541063481/" title="DSC_0986 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_0986" height="334" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6541063481_4963a9f22c.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">I wandered through the Holiday Market on the corner of Central Park and then headed to cookies. I mean, heading to lunch would’ve made more since, given the time of day, but this is me, you know. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">The one reason I was glad to have booked a hotel in Upper West was Levain Bakery. I probably would not have made it had I been staying in another part of town. It was a little awkward lugging my suitcase and tote and purse down those itty bitty steps into that teensy weensy bakery and back out again, but those cookies are worth all that trouble. Best Chocolate Chip Cookie Ever! And the Chocolate Peanut Butter is possibly even better. I cannot – or will not - eat them without milk, however, so as I’ve done in the past, I saved them for home. Warmed in the microwave with ice cold milk. Perfection.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541063853/" title="DSC_1004 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1004" height="334" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6541063853_2bbf6a76ff.jpg" width="500" /></a> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">After checking into my room, it was time to get party-ready. Minus my hair. For that, I headed to the Flatiron District and pampered myself with a blowout at Drybar. While it was a fun experience, I wish my stylist had given a better scalp massage, and the Cosmopolitan style didn’t take very well with my hair – a shocker, since my hair holds curl extremely well. I love the vibe, the interior and the offering of champagne, and I would recommend it as a fun, inexpensive way to treat yourself sometime.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541070787/" title="shot_1323811893255 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="shot_1323811893255" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6541070787_81e762c677.jpg" width="500" /></a> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">Let me now make a suggestion as to what NOT to do in NYC and that is walk a mile in 4 ½ inch heels that you have yet to break in, and you have wide feet. Oh wait, that’s me. Let’s just say that I wore flat boots to the Christmas party and didn’t care one bit that they weren’t so stylish. New shoes broken in, feet broken.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">After said torturous walk, I was at the Empire State Building to meet my man. He was working on the 38<sup>th</sup> floor for the day, and he came down to meet me, get me a building pass and escort me to the TOP. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541066357/" title="DSC_1029 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1029" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7031/6541066357_7f2348e3e7.jpg" width="333" /></a> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">He flashed the office executive pass to every guard we met, and they replied “Excuse me, right this way”. We even had our very own elevator for part of the ascent. Perfect for making out in. Just kidding. Sort of. For those few minutes up, I was feelin’ like a Very Important Person.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541071075/" title="shot_1323817354301 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="shot_1323817354301" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6541071075_6906cfc906.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">It was insanely windy up there and coooold, which made taking eleventy pictures of a stranger feel like it took an hour. But it was still romantic and such a cool experience. I had never been to the top, but I would encourage anyone to pay the $22 it costs for a ticket. And go at night – although your pictures might not turn out very well. And that is the basis upon which every decision should be made, am I right? </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541065085/" title="DSC_1023 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1023" height="334" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6541065085_a1594dfa56.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6557170399/" title="shot_1323818101782-1 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="shot_1323818101782-1" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6557170399_42298ec871.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">Moving on. The holiday party was fun, and I was shocked by just how welcoming and friendly all of his colleagues were – New Yorkers and Charlotteans alike. We ate Italian food, drank wine, and watched as each person gave out a superlative award and gift. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">D and I ended the night strolling down 5<sup>th</sup> Avenue past a couple of department store windows . . . </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541067029/" title="DSC_1037 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1037" height="334" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6541067029_235a8d1232.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541067777/" title="DSC_1038 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1038" height="334" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6541067777_3cf87a08a7.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541069281/" title="DSC_1042 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1042" height="334" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6541069281_0cec3f30c8.jpg" width="500" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">. . ending up at Rock Center to see the tree, which was NOT LIT UP. How dare they? And before midnight? That makes twice we have seen the tree unlit. Ah well. Maybe next year?</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6557271989/" title="Rock Center by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="Rock Center" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6557271989_c8e8d208a1.jpg" width="399" /></a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">And that was the end of the trip. I might be leaving out the part where I cried dramatically when he dropped me off at my hotel, but I like to focus on the positive. And starting Friday, I will see him for eleven consecutive days! Wheee! And Merry Christmas!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6541070143/" title="DSC_1045 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1045" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6541070143_11f704b1b2.jpg" width="334" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-48729340932342858122011-12-13T11:23:00.001-05:002011-12-15T13:45:48.290-05:00A NYC Reunion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvv_iudRE0J1JEsi2ZXOmugjAf8nmPWbBpAY8tM-pn-4CpmOz-0cEWSEwl-KgTtpF1bFsV1v32q2thBavJYIarmG_sQDNep6XJg54mVbLDXc6_coR2eB2UUgr6xZCYLwbarui/s1600/Photo+59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvv_iudRE0J1JEsi2ZXOmugjAf8nmPWbBpAY8tM-pn-4CpmOz-0cEWSEwl-KgTtpF1bFsV1v32q2thBavJYIarmG_sQDNep6XJg54mVbLDXc6_coR2eB2UUgr6xZCYLwbarui/s320/Photo+59.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">- on the train en route to NYC -</div><br />
It's been just over 2 weeks since I left D in Charlotte. There have been plenty of texts and lots of evening Skype chats, some in which he 'tucks me in', and he is the last person I talk to and pray with before turning over and going to sleep.<br />
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Today I'm taking the train up to New York City to attend his company's holiday party and hold his hand. It is an expensive 22 hour trip when you take the train and hotel room into consideration . . but it's already worth it. I just wish I didn't have to share him with all his colleagues, many of which he'll be meeting for the first time (as the company is based in NYC).<br />
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I plan to treat myself to my favorite cookies and a blowout before the party. <a href="http://www.levainbakery.com/"><b><u>Levain Bakery</u></b></a> and <b><a href="http://thedrybar.com/">Drybar</a></b>, here I come. If you're going to New York, you've gotta do it right.<br />
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I don't think I've ever been so excited on a Tuesday.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-30750603648482441532011-11-30T22:50:00.002-05:002011-11-30T23:13:15.974-05:00Thanksgiving<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6434395337/" title="DSC_1015 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_1015" height="334" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6434395337_334b73def4.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">*My Thanksgiving Meal with D's Family*</div><br />
<div lang="EN-US"><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">There is so much to say. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">For starters, I will do a belated Thanksgiving shout-out (although giving thanks could never be belated). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">I have a pretty sweet set-up in life right now, and I am thankful for it every day. It’s true that my fiancé just moved about 350 miles away from me and my job has become so dull and boring, but in the midst of that, there is so much to be thankful for that I hardly notice the negative. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">My boss has given me so much flexibility. He knows I’m looking for work in Charlotte. He’s cool with me tele-working whenever the need may arise. And he will look the other way if my resume happens to be up on my screen – or a wedding website, of course. I do struggle with feeling guilty about this lack of work to do, but I’ve concluded that I have to consider it a blessing and enjoy it while it lasts. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">I am only three days into this long distance thing, so I can’t give it a proper assessment, but I will say that it has already brought even more anticipation for the future. I know the holidays will fly by, and then we will be left with only 100 days of waiting. I am thankful for Skype. And I am thankful for Priceline, through which I just I booked a hotel in New York. In two weeks, D’s company is having their Christmas party there, and I get to go! I can't wait! Nevermind that seeing him for a whole 6 hours will be the biggest tease. At least I get to see him.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">I am thankful for my future in-laws, and I am thankful for my own family and friends. I am thankful my grandma’s chemo treatments are said to be working, and I am thankful that last week’s car repair cost me a few hundred less than expected (even if it was still a very painful bill). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: small;">This weekend, my cousin Erica is visiting, and I’m glad to have a guest for the first weekend away from D. We have some dinner reservations and a trip to Mount Vernon planned. Hopefully I don’t wear her pregnant self out!</span></div></div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/6434430537/" title="DSC_0981_2_2 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC_0981_2_2" height="333" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6434430537_d7387663c4.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">*Me and D at the Capitol on Thanksgiving Morning*<br />
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I am so very thankful for him. He is caring, patient, fun, godly, talented and hot! And he is my perfect complement. I love you, babe! </div></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-89293502388550288942011-10-11T00:09:00.000-04:002011-10-11T00:09:18.399-04:00One MonthI've been engaged for a month now, and on top of productive, it has been a sweet and exciting month. I'm looking forward to our wedding day, but everyone was right about the engagement period - it is really special and a time to enjoy, not rush through. <br />
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We've set our date for April 14th, 2012. That is six months away from this Friday! Just enough time to plan the wedding and get pre-marital counseling. Why wait any longer?<br />
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This month, we . . booked our venues, had our first pre-marital counseling session, opened our registries (just), decided on colors, chose bridesmaid dresses, looked at invitations, and did lots of brainstorming.<br />
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And this past weekend, I found my dress!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQC3HVmiBhyphenhyphenFl5j5IdfDTF2if6yYpNZO6ZC6zB0S0D_aiRxmp1cQwar5EbGuLr210fr59Ps-QryY2oMJk3PS2Aq9uGa-rKqZJiKjRSR7wk85xQBoLFAR0fdJHvvuK-DHji-A2N/s1600/1309482143079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQC3HVmiBhyphenhyphenFl5j5IdfDTF2if6yYpNZO6ZC6zB0S0D_aiRxmp1cQwar5EbGuLr210fr59Ps-QryY2oMJk3PS2Aq9uGa-rKqZJiKjRSR7wk85xQBoLFAR0fdJHvvuK-DHji-A2N/s320/1309482143079.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Through all of these things, we are really just so excited to start our life together. <br />
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I feel so blessed that I get to marry my very best friend. He is perfect!!! (for me)Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-70334446508629020512011-09-29T15:14:00.000-04:002011-09-29T15:14:07.948-04:00In case you care to see . .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJ46uu1wKfLU7W5QyYQbp_tZn-KvLbveYFlhBZAjjV5mgPX5Tpi-TcvUo2GS2dX8h2QhXygeqEWiJBeo3of60WTmFUgdBMfV72vHy_XB6PZA1zMgSMP3UzwluAEkplKh01WLm/s1600/ring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJ46uu1wKfLU7W5QyYQbp_tZn-KvLbveYFlhBZAjjV5mgPX5Tpi-TcvUo2GS2dX8h2QhXygeqEWiJBeo3of60WTmFUgdBMfV72vHy_XB6PZA1zMgSMP3UzwluAEkplKh01WLm/s320/ring.jpg" width="180px" /></a></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-33103072649639084632011-09-29T14:51:00.000-04:002011-09-29T14:51:42.454-04:00My Ring and Other Happenings . .<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">Oh, LIFE. Life is good. And super busy these days.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">After two trips to the jeweler, my ring finally fits!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s true what they say – having a ring on your finger really kills your productivity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d rather wave it around and watch it sparkle than respond to emails.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">I am so, so glad I didn’t pick it out or even tell him what I wanted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>D did an awesome job, and I love it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s so much more special to me knowing that he didn’t just fulfill a request. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">It’s also been fun to have him involved in the planning process thus far, as he wants to discuss every part of it and share his opinions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The opinion-sharing is valued, but I won’t say we agree on everything either. Let’s just say it’s facilitating some more discovery of who each of us are, haha.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">The next month looks especially crazy for us, and we’re trying to take it all day by day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tonight we drive to Charlotte for an entire not-even-day to discover if the Queen City will be our future home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>On the one hand, it’s incredibly exciting, but I think we’re still in process mode wondering what it will be like leaving a city that has become my, and has always been his home. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love it here so much . . but I love my fiancé way more.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif';">In other exciting news, my mom will be here in just one week to shop for my gown, and the following weekend I have the honor of being a bridesmaid in a dear friend’s wedding in Hilton Head.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I will most definitely need to post pictures of the event, along with my visit to HH and Savannah!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;">Let's get started, October! :)</span>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-52752809057517236482011-09-20T08:56:00.001-04:002011-09-21T19:36:14.221-04:00What I've Been Up To<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3HX3N_SBJn8lJ4sPw5iIiyLcA7pFucHIy7BnlZGSV8wzddGxBcMGAqdfojm71Gtx7yrGeOnPcE5wIDukr_mOsXgGBqxivv01hMM-6Djv_H6BcJZ5qKhWWHV5KpSUEiLOXNLNL/s1600/engaged2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" rba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3HX3N_SBJn8lJ4sPw5iIiyLcA7pFucHIy7BnlZGSV8wzddGxBcMGAqdfojm71Gtx7yrGeOnPcE5wIDukr_mOsXgGBqxivv01hMM-6Djv_H6BcJZ5qKhWWHV5KpSUEiLOXNLNL/s320/engaged2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Hope to be back soon!Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-8634111314616752872011-09-02T16:27:00.002-04:002011-09-02T16:30:08.508-04:00Five Happy Things<p>I’m in the middle of an ‘end of summer’ post. Maybe it will make up for my delinquency these past few months?
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<br />In the meantime, here are some things bringing me a little happiness lately:
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<br />1. Peach fro-yo with coconut shavings. Oh, Yogen Fruz. (I am ordering everything peach these days, because the season is almost over - sob.)
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<br />2. My PNC Virtual Wallet bank account. You may question my sanity when I say I’ve spent a few hours this week ‘playing’ with my new bank account. But, this account set-up rocks. It gives me 3 accounts for spending, short-term savings (set-aside money), and long-term (no touch) savings. Instead of remembering how many withdrawals are pending or which bills are coming up, I can set money aside in advance and always know exactly how much I have to spend. It’s also an easy way to save more.
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<br />3. Allegra, Nasonex, and eye drops. My throat, eyes, nose, and ears are thanking me.
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<br />4. Pinterest. Oh my. I was slow in signing onto this new craze, but if you follow me, you know about my obsession these days. It’s a fun and easy way to catalogue pretty images that inspire me and help me to narrow down my style. I already had a gazillion posts starred on Google Reader, so now I can go back and pin the photos I love.
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<br />5. The upcoming 3-day weekend, of course. We’re spending a day in Charlottesville, Virginia, and I can’t wait to discover a new, pretty place and eat some good food. </p>
<br /><p>Happy Labor Day!</p>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-15445213771135370132011-08-11T16:55:00.010-04:002011-09-06T23:15:52.914-04:00Back We Go<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGL-NurdUV-K5S5Qlr9eL0g0COA5emsfACvr8MeqeA6UQdT-za5Aismop60FShbYan6Ox5nOnp0SvPow4SknWnvmn0ujAyeC7E0MiBpZK3VrBgItPVzUNZKjyuZmzA1WF74mF/s1600/zesto2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639716418469354178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGL-NurdUV-K5S5Qlr9eL0g0COA5emsfACvr8MeqeA6UQdT-za5Aismop60FShbYan6Ox5nOnp0SvPow4SknWnvmn0ujAyeC7E0MiBpZK3VrBgItPVzUNZKjyuZmzA1WF74mF/s400/zesto2.jpg" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> <br />
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Here are a few pictures of my LAST trip to Nebraska before I leave for my NEXT trip to Nebraska <i>tonight</i>. {I have pictures with other family, but for some reason I can't get any more to load!} <br />
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This trip is my birthday present. And lucky D, his birthday present from my parents is also a plane ticket to Nebraska. It's the only thing that was on his list. ;) <br />
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D will have been to Nebraska 3 times in 8 months now, and hopefully he will continue discovering more of its positive attributes. :)<br />
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So yes, we are headed back to my home state only 5 weeks after we left. But this time I plan to waterski. The lake level was too high last time. <br />
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I am crossing my fingers for Grandma's angel food cake and some sweet corn, too. <br />
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Happy Weekend!Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-3039728905253086042011-08-08T13:32:00.003-04:002011-09-06T23:12:22.258-04:00Almond-Crusted Salmon with Pico and Feta<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPEvxtPmDhpRLfoG2-pEgi2v-6hfNuejgpJPMad_CTbOfPMktoUdvqgjRfLYMTfaT4nU5fdBks10HJpYPXS3HB0_C62UoI81uYPR8zgqQuU0nWMdkhp8Lzi4lOOwrBbvkV4BUX/s1600/IMAG0120-778630.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPEvxtPmDhpRLfoG2-pEgi2v-6hfNuejgpJPMad_CTbOfPMktoUdvqgjRfLYMTfaT4nU5fdBks10HJpYPXS3HB0_C62UoI81uYPR8zgqQuU0nWMdkhp8Lzi4lOOwrBbvkV4BUX/s320/IMAG0120-778630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638539497318365362" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Hello there!</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">I have a great, easy recipe for you all!<span style=""> </span>Danny and I tried it last night and will definitely be making it again.<span style=""> </span>The original recipe calls for homemade pico de gallo, but I took the cheaper/easier route and bought some pico-like salsa instead.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Almond-Crusted Salmon with Pico and Feta</strong></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong> </strong></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Salmon fillets</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Mixed greens</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Pico de gallo-like salsa or homemade pico </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Feta cheese</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Red wine vinegar/olive oil</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Salt and pepper</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Almonds, finely chopped</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">First, salt and pepper your fillets.<span style=""> </span>Then coat them with the finely chopped almonds.<span style=""> </span>Heat a skillet to hot, with just enough olive oil to coat the bottom.<span style=""> </span>Cook the fillets (about 2 minutes on each side).<span style=""> </span>Remove pan from heat.<span style=""> </span>(I chose to peel the skin off the bottom of the fillets after cooking.)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Toss the mixed greens in red wine vinegar and olive oil.<span style=""> </span>Place fillets on top.<span style=""> </span>Cover with pico de gallo-like salsa and top with feta cheese.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">Easy and delicious!</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic','sans-serif';"><span style="font-size:100%;">{Thank you, House Beautiful magazine.}</span></span></p>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-12325155421071253932011-07-29T18:30:00.002-04:002011-09-06T23:19:01.471-04:00Strollin'<div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_32k_TPscCMxrPzdJLNX_CXwq3bqraSSr_akr8TEfVikjzRmp0QBOJVZd421gKOr1BCDC8b5lpUvu4Bh2rI7QU2QOurh9v4stRgmHnPVH7zUtD6Ipuc-oZ2Np7KJrCBmpXCT/s1600/shot_1311978339444-721381.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634905272116225634" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_32k_TPscCMxrPzdJLNX_CXwq3bqraSSr_akr8TEfVikjzRmp0QBOJVZd421gKOr1BCDC8b5lpUvu4Bh2rI7QU2QOurh9v4stRgmHnPVH7zUtD6Ipuc-oZ2Np7KJrCBmpXCT/s320/shot_1311978339444-721381.jpg" /></a></div>It may be 102 degrees at 7pm, but I still notice the prettyness of D.C.<br />
{Walking to dinner near the White House}Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-34973589190282031332011-07-29T16:04:00.002-04:002011-09-06T23:19:22.595-04:00All I Need<div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgah3anwZHsYFzwvyv53FYNc_urjjf9BvrS4O0n6rtMlSvg_0rvGBbrSkxCg7kLjeQatYuKrMxV3ODil2VU1yY1xn5XDKawH1eVl-qu75MpOcQOELybZyiXbfYAyVZHD7Tdr3lG/s1600/2011-07-17_18-23-59_608-771654.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634867699875407074" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgah3anwZHsYFzwvyv53FYNc_urjjf9BvrS4O0n6rtMlSvg_0rvGBbrSkxCg7kLjeQatYuKrMxV3ODil2VU1yY1xn5XDKawH1eVl-qu75MpOcQOELybZyiXbfYAyVZHD7Tdr3lG/s320/2011-07-17_18-23-59_608-771654.jpg" /></a></div>I am in serious need of some fro yo (or sorbet like the above) and at least 7 hours of sleep. I haven't had a night like that all week. <br />
I'm trying to maintain some focus at work (you can see it's working) before heading out for my 3rd delicious dinner of the week, this time at the historic Old Ebbitt's in D.C. <br />
And then I will probably fall asleep to a movie with D. Per usual. <br />
Happy Weekend to ya!Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-6967967163688854282011-07-22T18:34:00.001-04:002011-07-22T18:34:50.387-04:00Grilled Chicken and Peaches with Chipotle-Peach DressingHere it is!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.bonappetit.com/recipes/quick-recipes/2010/07/grilled_chicken_and_peaches_with_chipotle_peach_dressing">Grilled Chicken and Peaches with Chipotle-Peach Dressing Quick Recipes: bonappetit.com</a><br /><br />Very similar to another reader's Bon Apetit recipe involving peaches and BBQ sauce. See the comments in my last post!Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-80612450281252322982011-07-22T18:19:00.002-04:002011-07-22T18:26:22.081-04:00Ages<span><span style="font-size:100%;">Guess what, you guys – it is almost D’s birthday!<span> </span>Just a few more days ‘til I can make him a cake, give him his gift, and treat him to a delicious dinner and as many Belgian beers as his heart desires (which fortunately won’t be too many, since he’s not a big drinker).<span> </span>The one small downside to this birthday thing is that . . I’m feeling a little bit jealous.<span> </span>Not because I wish it were <span style="font-style: italic;">my</span> birthday (that’s coming soon enough next month), but because of his age, his glorious age.<span> </span>A young 27, while I am weeks away from the big 3-0.<span> </span>Hold me.<span><br /><br />Still, I'm glad I snagged a younger man . . just like I wanted. :)<br /><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5636909636/" title="shot_1302915129853 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5268/5636909636_2044542986.jpg" alt="shot_1302915129853" height="500" width="431" /></a></span></span></span><br /><span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span></span></span></span></div>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-39590965624155497082011-07-22T10:25:00.001-04:002011-07-22T10:25:05.720-04:00More peaches!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJX2AGAchk95pMFzRPH_rTvlSHwuhzO10Z3RkaVuJkSehbPSi1UnkiDRWJUpobtWjUs8yQAZoaytPVSftmDgJdJ8IHwhDZmwyENi7WTSntEI9B5igI7JypssQvRmXSY5IEUDQu/s1600/shot_1311294913157-705721.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJX2AGAchk95pMFzRPH_rTvlSHwuhzO10Z3RkaVuJkSehbPSi1UnkiDRWJUpobtWjUs8yQAZoaytPVSftmDgJdJ8IHwhDZmwyENi7WTSntEI9B5igI7JypssQvRmXSY5IEUDQu/s320/shot_1311294913157-705721.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632182630255727138" /></a></p><p>After making a delicious summer salad with peaches the other day (mesclun, peaches, chicken, sunflower seeds, basil, champagne vinaigrette), I was craving peaches yet again. You've gotta love seasonal produce! </p> <p>Lyn and I made this peach chipotle chicken dish on the grill last night, and it was quick, easy, and delicious. Despite the adobo sauce, it was not even spicy. Thanks, Bon Apetit! </p> <p>I'll try to post the recipe soon! </p> Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-82111363892199252642011-07-21T11:03:00.002-04:002011-09-06T23:18:40.064-04:00Pizza Night<div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0WGK_TO5bOceM48xC83SOksIDRFQV8siqXvxNtIygVqLl_qCtdn3jAtdfgnVrs-775m6LIQBvH6HtaDC5D8WLWwlydyUu-9DqVrFI0KgzLtLEGnc9xzuX9blF04IoCjobWPKA/s1600/shot_1311204848825-701781.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631821404603821730" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0WGK_TO5bOceM48xC83SOksIDRFQV8siqXvxNtIygVqLl_qCtdn3jAtdfgnVrs-775m6LIQBvH6HtaDC5D8WLWwlydyUu-9DqVrFI0KgzLtLEGnc9xzuX9blF04IoCjobWPKA/s320/shot_1311204848825-701781.jpg" /></a></div>Hello friends! I'm back, I'm fairly tan, and I've been too busy to blog about it. <br />
I've needed some catch-up time with the girls so Lauren invited us over to make pizzas and salads last night. Deeelish! <br />
My sweet friend KC joined us via video chat from her new place in San Antonio. She was eating a burrito as usual. We made "must-read" book lists and gabbed til Lauren's eyes got droopy and she kicked us out. <br />
Now doesn't that sound more fun than blogging?Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-83041211425357401912011-07-01T09:16:00.000-04:002011-07-01T09:58:34.342-04:00Happy 4th!Happy 4th of July weekend, Everyone!!<br /><br /><a title="ventura by luvthislife, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/3719530032/"><img height="334" alt="ventura" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3489/3719530032_e4126b4365.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><br />It’s been 6 months, and I’m flying home to Nebraska for my favorite holiday. The Biscuit is coming along, and I’m excited for him to experience the festivities with me. <br /><br /><a title="DSC_0819 by luvthislife, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/3731544150/"><img height="334" alt="DSC_0819" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2589/3731544150_6c2d5e6f3b.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><br />I am praying constantly that a) our flights would be on time, especially since we’re on different ones and b) the water level at the lake would go down, so I can actually ski – it will be my only chance this summer!<br /><br /><a title="DSC_1189 by luvthislife, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/3740239437/"><img height="333" alt="DSC_1189" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2652/3740239437_e131a080de.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><br />In addition to fireworks, food, and {potential} boating, we’ll be celebrating this lady’s 80th birthday with a surprise family dinner and time of blessing. I have my note all written up, and I hopefully I won’t break into tears when sharing it with her. She is such an awesome grandma.<br /><br /><a title="DSC_1270 by luvthislife, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/3802147724/"><img height="333" alt="DSC_1270" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3491/3802147724_97818e3b49.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><br />Have a wonderful, warm weekend!Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-88436065653374330322011-06-20T17:32:00.001-04:002011-06-20T17:32:51.001-04:00Spontaneous Flowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxXv9dwwcFP6IAs5wsCO9b0kc7vdU-VnP_cj39t2-m_wM-x0v4Nknf2mN5h2yxEmnOsyMBUzlel7CIjpF5sAXwhFNZiGFYyaVHv327eFbFfCcGFLCknQU3B9RJX2-sUXt5Mtr9/s1600/shot_1308403220520-771002.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxXv9dwwcFP6IAs5wsCO9b0kc7vdU-VnP_cj39t2-m_wM-x0v4Nknf2mN5h2yxEmnOsyMBUzlel7CIjpF5sAXwhFNZiGFYyaVHv327eFbFfCcGFLCknQU3B9RJX2-sUXt5Mtr9/s320/shot_1308403220520-771002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620418140783693410" /></a></p><p>I had a great weekend with the guy who gave me this lovely orchid. Maybe I'll write about it later. :) . . </p> Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-91749229184895453042011-06-17T16:24:00.002-04:002011-06-17T16:37:54.199-04:00Happy Friday!<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb3f4kumiv6SUbupF8jfAkR4lYoyEEwYhcCIXbjhMmJ5dx-m215k5tnEnFHvqnhVEw9bMdkbQpC3VpMAb-azWQickX_ar62wqNJ4veB82wifK-OgUOnpjvr_UYoHyu0UnOHi7G/s1600/shot_1308341911341-757599.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb3f4kumiv6SUbupF8jfAkR4lYoyEEwYhcCIXbjhMmJ5dx-m215k5tnEnFHvqnhVEw9bMdkbQpC3VpMAb-azWQickX_ar62wqNJ4veB82wifK-OgUOnpjvr_UYoHyu0UnOHi7G/s320/shot_1308341911341-757599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619287210432578914" border="0" /></a></p><p>I took a spontaneous day off today to watch my wonderful friend graduate from her residency program at Walter Reed Army Hospital / Bethesda Naval Hospital. Yay for Dr. Katie (KC)! </p> <p>We had lunch at Chef Geoff's with friends and some family and then . . cupcakes, what else? </p> <p>Which should I try first? Coconut, white raspberry, chocolate peanut butter chip, lemon blossom, hazelnut, or milk chocolate?</p> <p>These are the kind of fun decisions everyone should have on a Friday. Decisions with a side of milk. :)</p>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-18314227030851004592011-06-15T18:21:00.002-04:002011-06-15T19:13:57.955-04:00Magnolias<p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimjP9h9uW09hDm1XjWnZwrTzl-aAJF0nvtp-NV7yUaWCr2Q-PWvtBmMZiD1xHv2nNGJGHxVV0UvaOWVKDgCv4hGR0WurGPI6UIHzttJBn-GzT3UHu-2E3OhEwISzNJJQxz8Nrv/s1600/shot_1308172806614-794969.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimjP9h9uW09hDm1XjWnZwrTzl-aAJF0nvtp-NV7yUaWCr2Q-PWvtBmMZiD1xHv2nNGJGHxVV0UvaOWVKDgCv4hGR0WurGPI6UIHzttJBn-GzT3UHu-2E3OhEwISzNJJQxz8Nrv/s320/shot_1308172806614-794969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618575265227579810" border="0" /></a></p><p>I'm typing my first post from my smartphone, so fingers crossed that it works! </p> <p>I thought I hated this magnolia tree, which houses a million birds that love to go on my car when I'm parked in the driveway. . BUT I took a moment to admire the blooms today and now I want to cut one down and drink in the lovely scent. </p>Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-91738554569573195312011-06-04T13:09:00.005-04:002011-06-04T13:44:18.503-04:00Florida WeekendD and I spent a long weekend in Florida last month, and despite a brief rainstorm and a gnarly sunburn {I got FRIED}, we had a wonderful time.<br /><br />Our primary reason for taking the trip was The Players Championship in Ponte Vedra Beach. TPC Sawgrass was a gorgeous course to say the least, and I loved seeing new and familiar pro golfers teeing off up close. Although not as skilled or knowledgeable as D, I love to golf and even watch it on occasion. The Golf Channel just so happens to be a client of D's, so they supplied us with some free tix for the last two days of the event.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5797263338/" title="2011-05-14_12-30-29_90 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5267/5797263338_82b3f6c8a1.jpg" alt="2011-05-14_12-30-29_90" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5760637806/" title="shot_1305478955703 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/5760637806_86477e5081.jpg" alt="shot_1305478955703" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5760094457/" title="shot_1305479062691 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3166/5760094457_43a71943f5.jpg" alt="shot_1305479062691" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /></div><br />We spent a fair amount of time at the 17th hole, a tough one in which the golfers needed to hit their drive out to the island green. Here is a glimpse of the gallery looking on.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5760094561/" title="shot_1305493179656 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2477/5760094561_48ed842d75.jpg" alt="shot_1305493179656" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /></div><br />During a three hour rainstorm, we took cover at Urban Flatbread and indulged in the s'mores/peanut butter cup dessert.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5760637414/" title="shot_1305404385560 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/5760637414_f3885ab90b.jpg" alt="shot_1305404385560" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /></div><br />We also swung by the beach to dip our toes in the water.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5760094223/" title="shot_1305470678512 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5143/5760094223_827408641a.jpg" alt="shot_1305470678512" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5760637630/" title="shot_1305470635188 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5760637630_bd82de3555.jpg" alt="shot_1305470635188" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /></div><br />In addition to the tournament, we stayed with my cousins in Celebration one night, grilling out burgers and watching the Magic Kingdom fireworks from the nearby Polynesian Resort.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5796706573/" title="2011-05-13_21-12-31_368 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2706/5796706573_608a6f6c85.jpg" alt="2011-05-13_21-12-31_368" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /></div><br />We also spent an evening with my D.C. friend Lauren at her family's home. You can see why I never wanted to leave. ;)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5797269718/" title="2011-05-16_10-42-25_661 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3641/5797269718_282f515e13.jpg" alt="2011-05-16_10-42-25_661" height="333" width="500" /></a><br /><br /></div>Lauren's friend was able to get us into Magic Kingdom for FREE the next day, a special treat since I had never been to that park. A Monday in May meant short or no lines for all the rides, too!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5760638104/" title="shot_1305569394429 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5025/5760638104_4cb26495c6.jpg" alt="shot_1305569394429" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /></div><br />All in all, a too short but lovely trip south!Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11843044.post-15824006476172720412011-06-02T13:03:00.000-04:002011-06-02T13:03:00.426-04:00Brunch at a BreweryOn my list of Favorite Things In the Whole World is definitely Having Brunch with my Boyfriend.<br /><br />This typically happens every Sunday after church, and lately it has involved patios and adult beverages.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5784977698/" title="shot_1306689655758 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/5784977698_e2245a909b.jpg" alt="shot_1306689655758" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5784977600/" title="shot_1306689618792 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5305/5784977600_7ca59a1574.jpg" alt="shot_1306689618792" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /></div><br />Mad Fox Brewing Company is one of my preferred places to dine these days, and we experienced their brunch for the first time this past weekend.<br /><br />It started with three flavors of donuts . . one being caramel bacon. Insert drooling here.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lovethislife/5784977762/" title="shot_1306689942041 by luvthislife, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2004/5784977762_ba601f3d11.jpg" alt="shot_1306689942041" height="500" width="431" /></a><br /></div><br />And it ended with an egg and brisket burrito.<br /><br />{Picture a huge burrito.}<br /><br />Um, yes.<br /><br />It's a good thing we've done P90X a couple of times this week. That's all I'm sayin'.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679094837924898561noreply@blogger.com2