This bed was made for two.

Some might call me crazy. Others obsessive. And some just might not believe me. But, it's true that I miss the Hubberz even when he's only been out of town for a mere 24 hours {ok fine. 10 hrs}. This weekend the man of the house left for a weekend retreat leaving me to protect our abode. This event has given me an interesting perspective on companionship. I've noticed in my short stint of marriage that sleeping alone in a bed after sharing it with the one I love for the past 8 months leaves a massive ache for company. On a side note, why does the house make so many unfamiliar noises when the man leaves? I'm convinced with every creek stands a lurking man just waiting to harm me. And furnace, do you have to be so creepy? Anyways, back on track, so this morning we had scheduled family photos with the lovely Sharalee Prang so that got this man back into these arms of mine. Even if it was just for an hour. And let me tell you, it was like we were reunited after being a month apart. You know, I think I'd spend every minute of the day with that man if I could. And you know what, whether this is healthy or not doesn't matter. The fact is that I could and that works for us :) Gosh. I just love that man.
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Sometimes my mind wanders...

Yesterday was a down right moody, grumpy, grey kinda day. Everything just felt off. I don't like feeling like a major crank. Sometimes it just happens though. And you push through. Throw a few temper tantrums and then sulk and regret it. Oh the joys of emotional womanhood. Sorry Husband.

Anyways.
While this was all happening I excused myself to take a bath, since sometimes this is the only remedy for a cranky moody kinda day. While being in the bliss of comfort my mind started to wander...
...random wanderings...

- Cold pizza in the morning. How good are you. If I could {without the guilt that is} I'd enjoy you every.single.day.
- White socks. Why can you never get clean? Right? I mean, how dirty can the inside of my shoe be?
- Socks. Honestly, how do you go missing in the wash? There's no other place you could possibly be.
- Husband. You're cute. You're sweet. You're really more than I deserve. But no. No, I can't give you a reason why I get into these moods. If I could, I'd be half way there of getting out of it.
- Bloating. You feel awful. Go away. You're very unwanted.
- Bacon & Fudge. You most definitely do NOT mix. See post here.
- Self-photos. Good or bad? What do they say about you? I've done my fair share. Is this bad?
- Personal style. It's ever changing. Never stationary. I like stripes right now. Maybe polka dots tomorrow. I don't like red though.
- Personal style for the unique. You're not really all that different. You're just the same as the people who are trying to be different.
- Books. I can't remember the last time I finished a book. I do however remember the last five books I've started. I really should get better at this.

That's all. Thanks for coming around today.
Happy Friday.
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A note to the anonymous brave Baker.

Dearest brave and adventurous Baker.

You pulled a fast one on me. One with which I do not appreciate. What looks like fudge should stay fudge. Do not, I repeat DO NOT mess with heaven's raindrops {i.e. anything in the chocolate family}. Fudge does not take kindly to having bits of bacon thrown in it. And frankly, neither do I. Nor does my stomach. Nor does the garbage can that received my generous fast upheaval.

Gross.
Epic dessert fail.

Sincerely, 

not your biggest fan.

xoxo

Alert: Bragging wife on the loose!

I have been SO itching to share this with you for some time now. I saw the guys {i.e. Husband and his business partners) over at Cassiar Weddings Films pouring their creative minds, skill and passion into this for a little bit now and I'm just ever so proud of them.

They're fan-flippin-fastic.

The lovely couple is my dear friend Mikaela over at Mikaela Ruth Photography and her handsome husband Shane. I got the joy and delight to share her day of love with her just a few short months after she stood beside me while the Husband entered into our very own covenant. It has been such a rich friendship and I feel so tickled with joy and delight that my Husband and the boys at Cassiar could put together this video for them.

Way to go guys. And way to got Mikaela & Shane for just being so darn beautiful. Oh and here's a peek at our Engagement Video by Cassiar Wedding Films posted before here.

xoxo

p.s. You gotta check out both Cassiar Weddings Films and Mikaela Ruth Photography. You won't be disappointed. These here shots of the Hubstand and I were captured by Mikaela herself.

Dear You. Thank you.

Happy Friday, friends.
Well. Ok. It's actually Sunday night for me. But...whatever. It's Friday for the majority of you so we'll just go with that. And to kick off your weekend I'd thought I'd give thanks to the lovelies that made my week just that extra bit lovely.

so,
Dear Oodles of time with the Husband. He's seriously the bee's knees. Thanks for being wickedly awesome Husband.

Dear Fudgy Caramel Chocolate. You were ever so kind to me this week. I really appreciate you eyeing down the Husband and convincing him that buying you would be good for our marriage. It was. Thanks to the genius who discovered the goodness of fudge.

Dear Shopping. Thanks for making me feel successful today. You totally came through on that coveted jean jacket. You know I've been eyeing you for a while now and today you won the fight. I caved. You convinced me that it was ok to treat myself. Thanks perfect jean jacket.

Dear a Good Food Order. Normally you let me down. For some reason the Husband is far better than I at choosing you. But not this time. This time you were mine. All mine. I totally knocked that order out of the park. Thanks butternut squash & shrimp raviolo.

Dear Belly Aching Laughs. You've been good to us. Both for exercise {no judgement...it is possible to work out from laughing. What? It's true.} and for just a jolly good time. You have comforted us these last few nights with your sweet embrace as the Husband and I have gone to sleep. Love Modern Family. Loving laughing with that man. Thanks TV.

Dear London Fogs. You make my tongue and tummy happy. You're so sweet. Thanks London Fog.

Dear Handsom Husband. You're effort to choose me over hockey means more than you know. I know that some how...coincidently...not by your planning of course, did TVs end up at every place you took me to on our date, yet your effort to show me your priority was on our marriage made my heart happy. YOU make my heart happy. Everyday. Thanks Husband. Thanks for being you and thanks for loving me.

So that's it. A lovely week. Shared with you, friends.
Happy weekending!

xoxo

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Happy Tuesday, friends!
That's all really.
Just a little pop in to say Hi on this wet Tuesday afternoon.
Perhaps these sweet little photos will remind you of something warm and springy.
They were taken almost exactly a year ago by my good friend Mikaela Ruth just before the return of the then Fiance, after a LONG 3 month distance. Check her out. She's pretty fantasticle.

xoxo

This is "ME."

Since being in this blog world for the past several months I have come to truly appreciate, admire, take comfort in, and find God's grace in fellow bloggers who pour out their lives for the you's and me's out there to read and find a resonating spirit. Casey Wiegand over at The Wiegand's has been such a constant voice of faith & authenticity in this blogosphere that I feel honoured to replicate a post she blogged about quite a while ago.

The premise? To be true to myself and others about the woman God created me to be and the woman I'm trying to accept more. I seem to find myself in a peculiar season where I'm finally starting to know ME. Not the "I wish this was ME" me. But the real, this is who God made me "Me."

So, with that said. This is me.

I AM that girl who wants people to like her. 

I am NOT that girl who can handle people thinking poorly of her.

I AM that wife that finds joy in keeping a house clean.

I am NOT that wife that enjoys cooking {we are out there you know!}

I AM that girl that enjoys a schedule. A good TO-DO list. A Plan. 

I am NOT that girl that easily goes with the flow {it surprises me when I have moments of this}.

I AM that girl who loves a good friend.

I am NOT that girl who can spread herself out between many friends. A few close ones mean the most.

I AM that girl that has always dreamed of being a mom.

I am NOT that girl that has always thought those would be by birth only. Adoption has always been close to my heart.

I AM that girl who loves being married and aches for a family to raise.

I am NOT that girl who loves to go out and feel the freedom to do so.

I AM that girl that gets offended and hurt easily. I AM sensitive.

I am NOT that girl who excels at living with little {God grant me grace}.

I AM that girl who likes to shop & enjoys a pretty house {God, may I use it for your glory...show me when I err at this}.

I AM that girl who can't leave her house messy. 

I am NOT that wife that excels at loving unconditionally.

I AM that wife that chooses her husband through it all and prays for grace each day to love unconditionally.

Sometimes I've hid my I AMs and my am NOT's because of insecurities.
But not day.
At least, I'm trying not to. I'm trying to grow through some of them and accept the others as the way
So, This is Me.
And I share it with you. I invite you to follow me on this here little blog. I want it to be a place of connection. Of resonation. Of faith. Of grace. A point to connect with other people while the Husband and I journey through life, faith, marriage, and perhaps, if by God's grace one day...parenting as well.

Happy Monday to you, my friends!
Here are a few photos from our weekend.

A good morning of relaxing in bed.

Our day date included a random afternoon of painting... 

...the final product. This makes me happy.

xox

Currently

The other day, while I was perusing my favorite bloggers, I bumped into the lovely TJ over at His Little Lady. She had just recently blogged a post on "currently." I thought it was mighty cheeky & fun so I'm joining in.

obsessing over: boots {as per my last post}. I just can't get enough of them. Husband said he's heard just about enough about it but I can't get them out of my head. If you've known me long enough you'll know I LIVE in boots from early Fall right through late spring. Really though, I challenge you to find an outfit where boots don't make it look better and/or are the more comfortable option.

working on: getting control of my emotional spasms. Everyday it's a game to see what kind of wife will roll out of bed with my Husband {figuratively of course!}. Like, I know these are just hormones and they're not real feelings, but geepers, they sure do feel real. Anyways. Working on praying through this emotional roller coaster.

thinking about: grow hair? cut hair? grow hair? cut hair? Do I need to make dinner tonight? Nah? Oh I should? Nuts. grow hair? cut hair? grow hair? cut hair? Hey. That book. It's been a good long while since I've picked it up to read. I should really read more. My smarts are going to waist. Oh, and of course my Handsome man. I love being able to just sit beside him, do our own thing and soak in the comfort of his presence.

anticipating: a date night with ma Hubby. It's funny how you can live with someone and it's still possible to miss that someone. Life has just been too busy these days so we're stealing an afternoon and evening to devote to one another. I'm so in love with this man.

listening to: gotye. He's rockin' my world right now. Oh and Alex Murdoch. Seriously the best.

eating: nothing at the moment. But I'm eyeing a mighty good looking oat fudge bar. And tonight, I've decided, I'm making us some Lasagne. This will be a mighty BIG Feat!

praying for: the husband. our future. wisdom. grace. hunger & thirst for His Word. the knowledge of His love to move in our heart & life.


wishing: I was more brave. Wishing I had more faith. Wishing I understood myself just a little bit more. Wishing for the freedom {and $$$} to travel. Wishing I had more time in each day to devote to Husband. prayer.friends.family. Wishing for more SUN. Wishing for...boots {of course I am}.

Your turn :)

xoxo

Savin' ma pennys

Penny jars will be gracing the decor of our house over the next few months cause I'm saving them up for these little lovelies.

The Husband says there's no chance I'm getting these without a lil savin' going on. So. I'm loading up my penny jar. Make some room, Husband. Because you can bet your handsome little face that these here lovelies will be a part of our family come fall.

P.s. To you. Yes you. I just wanted to say a HUGE THANKS for making the trek over to our world on this here blog and getting to know us. I love the little comments some of you leave. It's been a splendid 3 month anniversary with you all. And, if you haven't already, won't you follow me?! Thanks :)

xoxo

A weekend via instagram

This weekend was a true test of self-control...

...in which I horribly failed at.
But you know what?
I don't care because those homemade lemon meringue & apple pies were just oh too good to care one bit.
Oh. Right. And that Strawberry Yogurt bundt cake that I made {insert loud cheers}.
Oh and those chocolate chip cookies.
Oh. Um. Yah well, of course also those little devilish mini eggs.
Self-control epic fail.
But a good test to fail at.

xoxo

This is Love. This is Grace.

Friday.
Today is Friday.
Today I know a need a SAVIOR.
Today, that Savior I so desperately need was,
"pierced for [my] transgressions; He was crushed for {my} iniquities; upon Him was the chastisement that brought {me} peace, and with His wounds {I} am healed," Isaiah 53:5

Faith. This is my faith.
This faith calls me to stand under His grace. I know it to be true. That He died for me, as a ransom, to free me from the bondage of sin, so that, I could be reconciled to God.
Because He loves sinners like me.
What a love this is.

Knowledge. This is sure knowledge. That the Son of God died a historical death on a cross to free sinners like me.
Because He loves Us.
Because He made us for Himself.
What  a love this is.

Friday.
Today is Friday.
Today I make much of the cross.
Because it is my HOPE. My Salvation. My Freedom. My JOY. My Strength. Our Future. Our Comfort. Our Reward.

This is GRACE. Given freely to me. Given freely for you.

xoxo

Wednesday, I love you.

Five reasons why today totally knocked my socks off.
One. The Sun. It's shinning. It's lovely. That'd be enough right there.
Two. Hubster was heading into Langley for a business meeting to meet with a lovely Bride-to-be to discuss wedding films {Cassiar Weddings - check em out} and I decided to tag along. After the meeting we made a date out of it. Love love love spontaneous date afternoons with that man.
Three. I treated myself to a sugary frappuccino. YUM.
Four. Wore my new pants today that I've been dreaming about for the last few months. Love new clothing days.
And Five. I totally rocked dinner tonight. Hubby left for work well fed. Big wife points there.

Thanks Wednesday. So far you've been my favorite this week.
oh p.s. If you've been reading my blog for a while now don't forget to follow me and/or drop me a line. I'd love to get to know you!

xoxo

I'm not pregnant but...

Disclaimer: I am not, I repeat, not pregnant...
But, I've become quite convinced that it's possible to have pregnancy brain sans pregnancy.

Case in point.

Last night. Our sink drain plug went missing. Like absolutely-no-where-to be-found missing. I searched the kitchen for over an hour {Um. It's a small kitchen, so to be sure I looked in the same places multiple times}. I'm completely befuddled. How do you loose a drain plug? There is no other home for this kind of thing. I'm thinking I threw it in the garbage. It's still missing. See, pregnancy brain sans pregnancy.

And, last week, I put the milk jug "away" in the microwave. Adam asked, "Hey, why'd you put the milk in the microwave?" I replied, "Um, I did not do that! It's NOT in there" {for some reason I was quite upset with this. He was quite gracious with me}. He proceeds to show me the warm milk in the microwave. Oh. oops. Pregnancy brain sans pregnancy.

This past weekend I was almost sure that someone stole my work keys. I had it all figured out in my head that I'd need to convince the church they'd need to change all the locks because someone stole my keys. I looked everywhere. I retraced my last steps. I even looked in the garbage.
Ew.
I looked in the same spots over and over again. I was going crazy {by the way, this little episode was not helping my case in proving to one of my volunteers that I was not pregnant. My constant snacking on soda crackers coupled with this episode was not matching with my "I'm NOT pregnant" confession}. Anyways. I ended up finding my keys. At the bottom of our name-tag basket. Now how'd that get in there? Pregnancy brain sans pregnancy.

And a couple months ago, I lost a $700 gift certificate to Ikea. I put it in my "safe hiding place"...now where is this "safe" place again? Arg. Pregnancy brain sans pregnancy.

I could provide  many more pieces of evidence to prove my point. But we'll leave er at that.
I think it's proven.
I have pregnancy brain WITHOUT being pregnant.

I pity my Husband for when that day should actually come.
I quite literally fear for our sanity.