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I was going through some pictures tonight.
I’m piddling.
Found this one of my Papa, Gran, Craig and I.
Taken at our engagement party.
It is rare that we find a picture of him smiling.
(Which explains why there is not one in the picture.)
It holds more meaning today than it did yesterday which is why I love documenting my life in pictures. Something to hold on it.
63 years of marriage.
84 years of life.
I’m going to miss him.
But glad he is finally at peace.
So this is my new favorite song lately. And I’ve been listening to it over and over again as I edit pictures. Love it.
Craig and I are re-doing our bedroom. Right now it’s green (not quite sure what I was thinking) and just kind of blah. We got a really good deal on a comforter set that we’ve ordered from JC Penny yesterday. And 2 gallons of left over paint that Josh and Anna didn’t want, which happens to fit what we wanted in our bedroom perfectly.
After inhaling pounds of dust and dirt from cleaning out our basement (we are finally starting to see the floor down there and my lungs are paying for it this morning), I spent some time editing some of the pictures that I wanted to use in our bedroom in the 12×16 frames I bought. I picked 4 pictures from the 4 main different stages that our relationship has been through so far. Just thought I would include them on my blog to look back on too:
Our first “date”. He came up here for the weekend to hang out. This was literally the second time we had ever been face to face and we seem so comfortable with each other.
One of the greatest days of my life. To know that he made it home safe and we could finally move on with our lives from that point.
Another one of the greatest days of my life. Marrying my best friend. 
One year of marriage together, celebrating at Jekyll Island.
I can’t wait to get them in the mail. So excited. I’ve been needing to do this for awhile.
So today we’ll probably work on the basement some more (Craig needs his manspace), cough up more dust out of my lungs, I’m going to work on my little craft projects around here. I love the weekends. Seriously.
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I had dinner with an old friend tonight. I can’t believe I’m old enough to use that statement. But I am. The last time I saw her sister she was five, now she’s fifteen. It’s so good when you come across someone from your past that you can just pick back up right where you left off. No uncomfortable silences. Doesn’t really seem like you’ve gone that long without seeing them besides the million things that have gone on in their life between now and the last time you saw them
Ciji and I grew up together. Played softball together. Families went on vacations together. I had fun catching up with her tonight.
Came home to a husband already asleep in the bed, so I edited some pictures from the wedding Anna and I did on Saturday. Off to bed myself!
365.7 (one full week, I can’t believe I made it this long.)
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i’m on day 3 and keeping up with it so far. i’m having fun with it. fun way of documenting the days. just thought i would share.
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So self-portraits are NOT my thing. I only like to take them when my dog or my husband are in them with me. But I found a group on Flickr that takes a self-portrait a day. I thought it would be super fun to do. I may post them here sometimes. But if you are interested in following it, the set can be found here. I’m really going to try hard to keep up with it. Because I love the idea of looking at the pictures a year from now to see how I’ve changed. Not too mention the creativity that has to go into coming up with a different type of self-portrait each day. Anyways, I figured it would be a cool challenge.
The rules say you have to take it, either by timer or by hand. And some part of your body has to be in it, it doesn’t necessarily have to be of your face. And since I was NOT in the mood for my face to be shown today, I took one of my running shoes when I got home from the gym…
365.1
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Yes, I am posting about my dog. A full post dedicated to her.
Yesterday was her first birthday. I was looking through pictures of her through the last 6 months that we’ve had her. And it so incredibly hard to believe she is the same stressed out, scared little dog we brought home.
As cheesy as it may sound, she is a huge accomplishment of mine.
She went from hiding in our closet, to running circles around our living room.
Throwing food at her to get her to eat, to eating it right out of my hands.
Running from me when I’d go to pick her up to crawling up in my lap every second she gets.
Not wanting anything to do with Craig, to pouncing on him when she sees him stirring in the bed in the mornings.
Scared to do anything a normal puppy would do, to tearing into the toilet paper roll and reeping the consequences of a scolding every now and then.
She realized her world wouldn’t end because she played with a ball or a toy that we got her. That it was ok to play tug of war with her rope.
She went from ducking when we went to pet her, to scooting her snout up under my hand for me to pet her.
She’s taught Craig and I patience.
The first night we got her, I was ready to give up on her.
I thought about what a mistake we had made.
And I’ve never been more happy to be wrong.
And I realize that to most people she is “just a dog”.
But she’s given me her trust. I earned it and she gave it to me.
And it’s a pretty incredible feeling to know that I helped give her a second chance.
This was the first night we brought her home. She wanted nothing to do with me, and would barely look me in the eye.
This is her now. She barely sat still long enough for me to take this picture before wanting to crawl up in my lap.
