Our growing family

Today our family grew by one, when we went to the SPCA and adopted our new puppy, Roxie.

She's shy, but hopefully she will get comfortable with us and have a very happy life :) We sure are happy.

Her legs are taped up at the moment because she was chewing on the sutures from her dew claw removal surgery. She is also recovering from being spayed, and is on antibiotics for kennel cough. She should pep up alot next week once she is done with her medicine and fully recovered.

Instant Crafting.

Well, one night out of nowhere I got in my head that I had to do something crafty. Like RIGHT NOW. My intention was to put up some art in the upstairs bath, which at the time was 100% blank.

I had on hand some fabric swatches I ordered from Tonic Living for a whopping $1.00 a piece, and some old pictures frames I wasn’t using. Bam.

I put the fabric swatches in the frames.

They turned out so stinking cute I wanted them to actually be seen, and since our upstairs bath is rarely used, that killed that idea. But fear not kiddies! I put them in the hall bath downstairs!

Wahoo! They are the perfect size for the tiny room, and add a little pop of design and some interest to the wall. I love it, and it cost me not-a red-cent (since I had already bought the fabric swatches to try and find some fabric for drapes).

Blogging.

You wanna know what my problem with writing my own blog is?

I read too many good blogs. It's intimidating. I'm a bit obsessed. I check my Google reader at least 4 times a day to check for updates. This leaves me both too shy to write about my own dinky projects and stories, as well as far too busy reading to do any writing. In a perfect world my blog would be a beautiful mesh of styles like Young House Love, MODG and Enjoying the Small Things. I'm in love with those people.

But if it counts for anything, I do take pictures of projects and keep them in a folder on my desktop for the hope that I will someday write about it.

I did a new project in the guest room last night that was super easy, turned out cute and cost me exaclty NOTHING. I haven't taken pictures of that yet because I hung it on the wall right next to the 12 spots that need to be painted, so it would just look silly. But I did sand and prep them for paint! Hopefully I will do that when I get home and maybe have me super cute/unused/in progress guest room post this weekend.

But we are getting a dog tomorrow, so I'm sure I will be preoccupied. Ohh well!

Why I disappeared.

When I started this blog I had a job that I sat in an office all by myself with about .01% of my day filled with actual work. Therefore I had hours and hours of time to read blogs, get inspired, and write posts all about it.

Well I got a new job (which I am uber-excited about) that leaves exactly 0 time for Internet surfing. So therefore, my creative juices have all put dried up. Maybe someday I will get back to it. I'll try and get some good pics this weekend (Halloween) and write up the party we are going to.

Ohh! I did make some curtains for my new office I could show you! But, my phone is in the bedroom and I have a purring kitten asleep on my lap so I'm not moving.

In other news, I am soooo not even a little excited for the holidays. I wish I could be more like the awesome Karla and want to host a big bash at my new house, but I'm not. My entire family lives in the same town as me so Thanksgiving is just a day with more dishes to do and more cursing to me. Plus- as it turns out a new house is rather expensive to maintain so we have lost our excess of disposable income we used to have. So Christmas is just stressing me out as well.

Well, I am looking forward to decorating. I looooove decorating. But I know once I take all my decor out its gonna look puny in the giant house and I'm gonna want to buy buy buy more. Circle back to broke and there goes that.

But I am big on birthdays. I always have been. I feel like your normal life should stop and very single minute should be special for your birthday. So in December I have Clint's, my niece Kendyl and my nephew Ethan's birthdays. That's a whole lot of special to come up with.

Well my tiny little post to remind my blog I wasn't dead has gotten a bit long winded. maybe I do still have it in me.


See ya next time!

Random picture bonanza.

So, when I was taking some pictures off of mine and the Mr's cell phones that I wanted to post, I ended up taking just way to many that were entirely un-relevent to any particular post. So therefore they make the perfect random post!

Here they are in all their glory:



This is Margaret. So we are told by our neighbors, she was abandoned by the previous owners. So she sits outside out backdoor staring at me and making me feel guilty. We feed her, and are going to ask Clint's mom to adopt her.

Ohh, and she's technically a boy, but I just thought she looked like a Margaret so now she is transgender and there is nothing wrong with that. LOL.

This is the gorgeous ceiling fan Clint installed all by himself (Well I handed him the screwdriver a couple times)
It makes the room looks so much warmer, and I love it.

This is Clint and his niece Haley at her 5th birthday last week. This picture just makes me melt it is so cute.

On that same note, here he is with his brand new nephew, Angelo. Ha, he wore the same shirt both those days.

One of Henry's favorite new spots to hang out. So cute it makes me wanna puke.
I also exercise extreme restraint in not turning on the water while he's asleep. I know, I know, I'm awful.

Our bedroom, with the new duvet cover we got. That paint really doesn't photograph well. Here is the actual color.

That one picture is also the only thing we have for the walls in the whole room. We need some art in there bad.

And this is Dorothy and Jacob, my absolute most favorite Christmas decorations. I just happened upon the picture in my phone and had to share. We got them in Nevada City and I feel we will buy one every year until the house is overrun with adorable hand carved wood reindeer. It doesn't hurt that they are sold by an adorable old man at the Victorian Christmas fair who does them all by hand.

This year we are gonna get the big ol 3 ft tall one for the front porch. I think his name will be Malcolm.

Ohhh so excited!

The Birds!

Well it's about time I tell you about my favorite project thus far on the house.

I saw these birds while perusing the web and was struck with inspiration. Either that, or I saw the idea on someone else's blog and decided to copy it.

I'll never tell.

So I got 2 sets of those bad boys with plans for them to go on the staircase wall. I really didn't want to do a wall of pictures like most people do up staircases. I'm sure once we have some chitlin's running about that will change. I had to paint them though. As they were in black they totally reminded me of The Alfred Hitchcock movie which would have made me afraid to walk up my stairs.

Anyhoo.....

I took those bad boys out back and primed them up with some spray paint, back and front.

Then I picked out a lovely blue spray paint for the top coat (Mountain Blue). BTW- I highly UN recommend the Krylon spray paint. It doesn't spray from any direction. That is officially on my must have list from now on.

Once the primer was dry on both sides (as much as my patience could handle), I painted them.

While they were drying, I took some sticky dots and tried to get a rough layout of where I wanted them on the wall. I tried to take a picture of this, but those tiny dots just didn't show up. It ended up being a picture of a blank wall.

So, once I had the layout I wanted, I just substituted the dot for the little nail that the birds are held up by. Then when they were ready, I just popped the birds onto the nails.

It was SO SO easy and I think it looks like a million bucks now.



These 2 pictures refused to go next to each other.
Aww, look at Allie hanging out on the stairs. So Cute.

So, there is is. I love it!

It's Distressing.

So here's the thing. I read like, 12 billion and 7 home decorating/furniture makeover blogs.

I looooovee them.

But it seems that the big thing these days is "shabby chic" and doing alot of distressing on furniture (painting it, then sanding off some of the paint to look old and worn in).

I gotta tell ya kids, I hate it. I can apprecaite the beauty of  it and if its your style then rock on sister, but for me- I want a nice glossy clean finish. I get one smudge or scratch in my paint and you better believe I'll have a few curse words flying and then be right in there with some touch up paint.

I don't know what struck me to have to write about this, but I just can't get over how many people are taking antiques and refinishing them with distressing. It just doesn't do it for me!

So on that note, here is the buffet table I bought on Craigslist.

Ya, Ya my picture is crooked I know.

You can't tell so much in this picture, but the glass is very yellow with little cirlcle texture on it. I love the texture, hate the color.
I haven't decided what to do with this yet.

Either go modern- paint it black, replace all the handle with shiny clean stainless pulls and put in frosted glass,

or

leave the wood finish (since it is clean, in good condition and kinda matches the kitchen cabinets it sits by), still replace the pulls with some updated black ones, and then do I have no idea what with the glass.

On a fun side note- we have so many kithcen cabinets in the new house that they are comically empty. So, I bought this piece because the space needed something and it was perfect- but it is totally empty, with no plans to put anything in it, LOL.

Any ideas??

Adventure

We had a nice little weekend, in which I remembered to take pictures most of the time. I even sat down with full intentions of writing a nice blog about it for my masses of loyal readers.

It didn't happen. And now the phone with all my pictures is upstairs and I am downstairs. Ohh well.

The one thing I will share at this moment-

Every time I go to Bed Bath and Beyond I think of Will Ferrell in Old School taking about his 'nice little saturday'. I love it.

I need a vote!

Well today I need your help kids.

My stupid jerk of a  bestest friend Andres told me my house has to much blue. I happen to think it looks beautiful, but he got under my skin a bit at first. So, I bought an area rug with absolutely no blue in it.

My issue is now that I can't decided whether to put it in the living room or the dining room. So, I am calling all my (3) trusty readers to tell me what they think.

Living room:

or dining room:

Pardon the messy countertops and leftover paper towel from cleaning the table.


So, whatcha think? I'm to lazy to figure out how to insert a poll here, so leave me a comment. Should the rug go in the living room or the dining room?

Hello Kids,

For those of you paying attention, before we moved I started A mirror redo project. I got the most of it done moving, but just completed it tonight.

In case you didn't click the link, here is a before shot.



Well I painted that bad boy black at the old house and it came out like this-



Simply delicious. But in the move, it got good and scuffed up since I had painted it with satin finish paint (at the Mr's demand. He ssswwwwoooore it would look so much better than semi-gloss.) so I knew I was going to have to seal it with some poly.

Plus I had ordered a little goodie for it from here.

Well I got off work tonight, taped the mirror and busted out the poly.

Disaster. I was using the totally wrong brush, and the poly gooped up in all the little dots on the edges and it was just awful. I almost cried. I did decide I was done with projects for the night, even though my bedroom has been half painted for 2 days now.

Well, once I let the paint dry and added my decal, it looked better. I slapped that puppy back on the wall and it now looks like this-



I'm in love. Bonus there, you can see the reflection of the collage poster I had made of all my favorite pictures of me and the Mr.

I think I will buy some spray poly and give it a coat with that later on. You don't get to see the finished table redo that lives below the mirror-
1. Because it needs to be poly coated still, and
2. Because it is covered in all the stuff displaced from the bedroom while we paint in there.

But for now, it makes me happy. I love that decal so very very much.

And while I was doing that, the Mr was hard at work installing the new ceiling fan-

Someday when the house is photo-tour worthy, I'll show you the finished project.

Ohh, see those birds on the wall behind him there? My fastest and favorite project by far in the house. But that's for another post. I gotta build some suspense you know!

Hello World.

Well, I suck at blogging. It's a good think I don't do this for a living, because I sure would get fired quick.

We moved into the house. Yippee! It was the most exhausting 4 days I've had in a long, long time. Well, more like a week actually,

Tuesday- Loan funded. After work and a quick trip to the old house to eat, we went to the new place and started.....I have no clue, I don't even remember what we did that night. There was no water at the house so it couldn't have been much. But we were there late.

Wednesday- Got the water turned on and again after work went to work on the house. Started cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. The kitchen and bathrooms in the house were all grotesque and I'm sure I lost 5 pounds in sweat scrubbing so much. To bad we ate take out and fast food for a week so I balanced that right out, eh?

Thursday- Had the carpets cleaned (yay!) which turned out waaaayyyy better then we were expecting them to. Clint took a half day from work and him and a friend spent 6 hours installing the garage door opener. Once I got off work, it was right back to the house for more scrubbing. I've gotta tell you about my shower. The bottom of our tub/shower has the texture of orange peel. Now, I don't know what kind of genius thought THAT was a good idea, but I'd like to smack him. The floor of the tub was almost black with 4 years of peoples filth ground into all those little nooks and crannies. It took me HOURS to get it out, along with a hard bristle brush, a Scotchbrite pad, and a box of magic erasers (I flippin love those things!)

Friday- We moved in! The boys did all the U-Haul packing while I was scrubbing my counter tops with heavy chemicals (grout = gross). Everyone who helped went up and down the stairs at least 20 times. Stairs suck.

Saturday we spent trying to get the new place in some kind of order.

Sunday we spent 9 hours getting the last of our stuff out and cleaning the old place.

Monday we were planning to "relax" and ended up organizing the garage, setting up the game room, scrubbing cabinet faces....etc...

Tuesday was back to work and "normal" life. We have still been working on the house every day after work and I don't see that ending anytime soon. The list of projects is never ending. Poor Clint, he is such a trooper.

Million more updates, but I gotta go do some work kids.

The Mirror

I finished the mirror this weekend.

But I am supposed to hear from our broker on whether or not we close today, so therefore I am far to frantic to post a blog about painting a mirror.

It looks fabulous, BTW.

My next craft project.

So, right after we started the house stuff, ohh SIX WEEKS ago (crazy fast people!) I went with my lovely Ms. Becca to Big Lots. Gotta style a whole house you know! Well I found then and fell in love with the ginormous mirror with lots of pretty detailing on the frame. But, at the time I had no idea how fast this would all happen so I didn't get it.

But it hasn't left my head since that day. I had already mentally placed it above the table I redid.

Well yesterday I found out that we will be signing papers for the house today (!)

Now I told myself I wasn't going to buy anything else for the house until we moved in and I could see how everything we already have looks. But I needed to go to the bank to get some cash for a freakin sweet Craigslist find, and ended up passing right by Big Lots.......and couldn't help myself. I went in and walked straight to that mirror and bought it.
Now, I'm generally a very conservative shopper. I have to LOVE something, then walk around the whole store holding it before I will commit. But I had been lusting after this mirror for weeks. And it was crazy cheap to boot. I don't know the exact measurements, but its almost exactly the same width as the table. IT'S MEANT TO BE!

There it is kids. (BTW, it took me awhile to figure out a good way to photograph a damn mirror. I'm new at this. It's sitting on an ottoman reflecting the ceiling.)

Well, the color is a grayish, pale pale greenish, kinda goldish...meh. It's not awful, but I don't love it.

This is what I love-

(Pre ottoman revelation)

I lloooooovvveee the detailing on this frame. It's getting painted black to match the table pronto. But I can't decide if I want to add any silver, and if so, where. It's gonna stay just black for awhile until I decide.

Don't worry kids, I'll show you how it turns out soon.

Melon Love

I never used to like melon. Of any kind. I didn't dislike it, it just wasnt my cup of tea.

But this summer I have found my love for it. A couple weeks ago we got a fresh-from-the-garden some kind of melon from Clint's mom's neighbor. I thought "Ohh I'll cut it open and try a piece......"

I ate the whole thing. THE WHOLE THING! Now, it wasn't giant, but c'mon, thats nuts. I maybe gave Clint one slice.

Anyway, at the store the other day I bought an orange flesh melon. Not because those are my favorite, but because they had the most appealing description on the tag at Raley's. Again...I don't know much about melons so it seemed like the way to go. I brught it home and had some and it was fabulous. Not as amazing and the first one of course, but good.

Now you may be wondering here- why am I writing a post about melon? Well because I brought some of that melon to work today in my lunch and when I took it out of the fridge I just noticedhow pretty the color was and thought I would share it.

Love that color contrast. And, of course, the picture does it no justice. Hmm, maybe inspiration for my guest room?? Notice I couldn't stop my self from eating 2 pieces before I took the picture.

Happy Summer! (Even though its almost over)

Have I mentioned yet how much I hate subject lines?

Well I guess I'm not doing so good at documenting my "growing up". I read so many good blogs that I feel like I have to have something amazing to talk about before I write a post. Meh.

I have had my braces for 1 year this week. I can't believe that. They still seem new, but also seem like I've had them forever. Check this-

This was at 6 months. I sorely regret not taking better 'before' pictures.

Still 6 months. Clearer before.

And here I am 3 weeks ago at my last orthodontist appointment. I ran to the bathroom mid-adjustment so I could get some pictures with the wire off.

Gorgeous! Can't believe those are my teeth.

Ohh, and just to brag a bit here- both my hygenist and orthdontist have told me I keep my teeth cleaner than any braces patient they have ever had.

OCD much? You betcha. But  I paid big money for these you better believe I'm gonna take care of them.

I remember so very clearly going to get them put on. I was doing fine, accepting that it had to happen, until I actually sat down in the chair to have them put on. Then I realized this was a huge commitment and there was no turning back and they were CEMENTING these things to me for the next 2 years. I had a nice little freakout. Much like the one I had about an hour after we put the offer in on the house.

By now, they don't phase me one bit. As long as I know they are clean I smile big and wide all the time. I'm proud of the straight teeth that are trapped under all that metal. Can't wait to get them off. My ortho tells me a different timeline every visit. I think he enjoys messing with my head.

So here's to another 3 months to 1 year.

Thift-O-Mania

So after our first adventure to our new home Saturday I had a very big change of pace for Sunday. I was all set to attend the Chico Bridal Fair, since I am a bride-to-be and all. Boe was going with me. So, I got all dressed fancy and girly, and cleaned my ring because I knew all the other girls would be looking at every ones ring (like I was). Well, we went out for breakfast beforehand which was lovely but rather stupid. We got to the Silver Dollar fairgrounds and waited in line for 30+ minutes to get into this thing.
And it sucked. My only excitement about this think was getting to taste cake. I know, I know I should be looking for crap for my wedding-but I just wanted cake. It never occurred to my simple mind that this place is full of salespeople trying to get me to buy there overpriced photos/flowers/tablecloths/jewelery/crap. So here we go around the room and people are giving me their sales pitch while my eyes glaze over. Alas, there are catering companies shelling out samples of some delicious smelling food. But- we had just stuffed ourselves silly with Eggs Benedict, so we wanted no part in it.
The only shining light of it was getting to the Van Gooey Cakes booth, who I already knew would be doing our cake. In fact, I contacted her before we even told our families, that's how sure I was. I sampled and it was fabulous. Yum-city.
So then we decided to blow that one horse town (which, on a side note I actually said out loud which brought about a conversation between me and Boe about if that was actually the saying. Neither of us could remember. Anyone?)
Now for the joyfulness of the day.
On our way back to the parking lot, we pass a building that said "Chico indoor flea mart" and decide to go in. Well Helllllllloooooo dolly. Come to Momma.
These are my people. This was my place. Not some stupid ass bridal fair with holographic picture album covers and chocolate fountains.
I was in heaven. As you remember, I have a new house to decorate. So I found some ammmmazing deals, and then haggled them even better. By the time we walked out of that building both of us had our arms completely full of stuff for my house. So excited!
So then sticking to that theme, we went and hit a couple of thrift stores in Chico. Hallelujah! More goods to be found!
So here it is kids....my bounty.....

So in love. Here's the kicker kids- guess how much I spent on all of that. Go ahead-guess. I'll wait.
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$35.00!!

For 4 big vases, 2 metal and glass candle holders, and a set of wall cube shelves. C'mon! I freakin love thrift shopping! I had to share my glory. Although on another side note, I am setting myself up for disaster here. I may officially have the least kid-friendly house on the planet. The new house has very light whiteish carpets, I have light beige furniture, and now I am filling it with glass. This could be bad. But at least it will look pretty for awhile :)

My First Project

Well kids, here it is!

I have had this table for years, and love it dearly. It was just a crying shame it was so damn ugly. Well in the new house, it is going to be prominently displayed in the hallway and act as our key/mail table. So it was in need of a makeover for sure.

Here was the before:

I took it out back and sanded and primed on Thursday night. Then on Friday I painted 2 coats of black, then Saturday I did the silver trim and one more top coat of black on the top. Drumroll please.....

Ta Da!

I don't know why the knobs look all wonky in the picture, in reality they are perfectly straight and level. It still needs a coat of poly, but I don't have the time for that at the moment.....

But it will look much nicer now and it will make me smile every time I walk through the door :) Whatcha think?

Our first day of housework

Today we went into the house to do some work for the first time. We had to install a new toilet in one of the bathrooms to pass inspection before closing, so today was the day.
The toilet went in well-as far is as we know. The water is shut off at the house so we have no way to test it. So here's hoping!
While Clint and my brother installed the toilet, I figured I would do my first round of vacuuming of the nasty carpets. It took forever and completely filled the bucket on my vacuum 3 times. 1857 square feet is a lot of carpet, especially when it includes a set of stairs. But, it was well worth it because just the difference of round of vacuuming made was HUGE. It will need at least one more full round before we get the shampooer in there. Ye haw!
It was also the first time I looked very closely and realized how dirty all the walls are. The previous owner obviously had a large dog and kids, so in addition to the ohh so lovely stained carpets the bottom 2 feet or so of all the walls are really dirty. So who wants to voulenteer to come help me scrub some walls, eh?
I also had the chance to meet our across-the-street neighbor. She was nice and gave me the low down on the basic neighborghood gossip. I love her already :)
Well that was our first day of many many more getting our house ready for us.

Crafty Time

Reading my obscene amount of blogs has really got me fired up for decorating my new home. On our adventure to Home Depot last night I even picked up a few of the tools I'll need to start making things fabulous. My first project is refinishing a console table that I have had since before I had Clint and I absolutely adore. It's just ugly. I'm gonna take pictures and post step by step how it goes. If it ends up looking half as amazing as it already does in my mind....I'm doing good.

Craigslis is amazing. Pure, fabulous, wonderfulness. I am on it EVERY DAY looking for fabulous deals. We have already gotten a ridiculously nice fridge for a steal, and a super comfy chair and ottoman for the living room. But what sparked my outpouing of love today was being the giver, not the taker.
Our house has a big ol' home made shed taking up a good chunk of the side yard in back. It's ugly-but thats not the point, I would have lived with it if it would have stayed. Alas, the home inspector said hell no, it wasn't permitted and we would not be approved for the loan without taking it down first. Ok....
So we were planning to tear it down this weekend and haul it to the dump. Then I read This over at Young House Love (which is fabulous) and decided to give it a shot. I posted a couple pictures and said "You take it down and its yours free". Someone called within 30 minutes salivating at the thought of having it. I got 5 more calls within 2 hours. One nice lady called and began telling me how badly she wanted, no NEEDED a shed and had a trailer ready and waiting to take it. I gave her the address and she is probably ripping it down as I write this. That would have been a huge Saturday-wasting project that just got taken off our hands, plus the added benefit of knowing it is still going to be used and not just stuck in the dump. Score 1 for all.

My Wedding

I have no excitement for my wedding at all. I feel this is not normal.

I was overjoyed when Clint proposed, it was exactly what I wanted, and it is wonderful. I want to be married, I'm excited to be married. But not about the wedding itself.

I'm an accountant. And a penny picncher, a saver, im stingy...however you want to put it. I got a little excited right at the begining, but then it got to the point where all I see when I think of having a wedding is a big black pit of dollar signs. Since we started the home buying process? Forget about it. I'd much rather add a retaining wall to my back yard then rent chairs or buy flowers to use FOR ONE DAY.

I do hope this feeling will go away because we ARE having a wedding and I would like to enjoy the process, being the bride and all. It's going to be a small backyard affair at my Maid of Honor's house next September. Some might say- why not just elope? Right now, I would love to. But we will absolutely not, because I don't want to regret not having a real redding someday. You only get one shot at this and I'd rather whine my way through it and be happy afterword then live the rest of my life wishing I had just done it.

Home Depot

Tonight we had our first real buying trip for the new house. Never in my life did I think I would get so excited about picking out a toilet. But I did and I am.

Once we move in I will be passing by Home Depot on my way to and from work everyday. I am thoroughly worried I will become addicted and spend my life savings in the Home Depot.

Habits

We have lived in our wonderful little duplex for just over 4 years. I love it. I have always and will always say- if it had another bathroom we could have stayed forever. I love the location. I love the trees. I love the wall I refinished. I love the big ass linen closet. I love the whole damn thing.
Since my first move at 7, I have lived in a whole hell of alot of houses. We were always moving. I never made it to 2 years in any house I lived in until this one. When I first started actually visualizing living in the new house it was all excitement. Having all that extra space to spread out and live life. Once the initial excitement wore off, I started getting a bit scared truthfully. I am so attached to this house I am worried that I won't love the new house as much. Which of course is magnified by the fact that we are buying it, so its not like we can just change our minds and find another one in a few months.
I am hugely a creature of habit. The last couple weeks I have been thinking about how I have to make all new habits after we move. That not only scares me but honestly it pisses me off a bit. I like my habits. I can do them without thinking. I don't forget things because I have had the same routine for 4 years and know what I need to do to get out the door.
It's the little things really. I went to do a load of laundry today, and the way our house it set up I can walk up to the garage entry door, push the basket between me and the wall, and reach out open the door and flip on the light. Perfect fit. At the new house, the garage entry door opens into the house, so I will have to put down the basket to open the door. It's stupid, right? But I hate it.
We have a shelf right outside the shower where I keep my hairbrush. As soon as  I open the curtain after a shower, I grab my brush and brush out my wet hair. The new house can't have a shelf like that.
When we finish a can of soda, it goes on the bar counter to be crushed-because the bar counter is right next to the garage, where the crusher is. New House- garage is farther away, what are we going t odo with cans? (Don't tell me crush them immedately, one at a time. Clint is incabable of such rational behavior, bless his heart.)

They are silly, petty little things that I will get over and create new habits, I know. But it's just about the change. I'm scared to move. I let myself fall so in love with my life right now that I'm afraid of how different it will be in our new house.

The New Beginning

I have always wanted to start a blog. But I'll be honest with you- the reason I never did was because I always figure I'm not cool enough. Or articulate enough. Or....whatever enough. But what the hell, eh?

The last couple week, since we first started this whirlwind journey of buying this house I have been reading ALOT of blogs. Home buying blogs, home fixing blogs, decorating blogs, money saving blogs, everything blogs.

(Side note here-typing blogs while listening to talk radio is a bad idea. These 2 sentences have taken me like 20 minutes to write because I keep getting distracted)

Back before they were blogs, I had a livejournal a million years ago that was all about being 16 and young love and silliness. It was good fun.

Now to the point here. I'm 24 and in the last year I have had quite a bit of life changes happen. I finally got the braces needed to fix my mangled teeth. That might not seem like a big thing to some, but when you had teeth so jacked that it became part of what made people recognise you, then changing it can be a really big deal. Clint proposed after 4 years of dating, I graduated college, and now we are buying a house. It's alot. Even though I have heard it a million times, it has been in this last year that I have actually felt life going by fast. It's insane. Part of growing up I suppose. The more years your life has, the faster they pass by in the grand scheme of things.
So, I wanted to start documenting that again. even though that LiveJournal is ridiculous, I love going back and reading it. It was my life at that time, and I am so thankful that those thoughts and feelings I had are forever preserved. So, here we go again!