Sunday, September 30, 2012

keeping the moon


Late Thursday night, we gathered together in the Pope room at Bucca de Beppo. It is one of the only resteraunts that could seat us all at the same table. We swapped stories of our lives and caught up on whats going on, and told old stories.  It seems that whenever we get together, we tell the same old 5 stories we always tell. We still laugh at the funny parts and cringe at the "oh my goodness I cant believe that actually happened" parts. Most of us havent seen each other in several months and it was great to get the old gang from high school back together for a little dinner and a lot of great conversation. Our server was wonderful and joked with us the entire night. He even brought us free desert, can you say ooohhhh yeaaaaa. As I was driving home I kept looking up at the moon and thinking about how much I have changed and we have changed as a group, all going in different directions, following our dreams.  The one thing that seems to never change is the moon. It goes through cycles, but can always be counted on to return to the beginning again, unlike us.  We will never return to the same place. We are all traveling forward on our own adventures, and im glad to be on this one. sharing life with you all. 

xoxo

P.S. they had these great pictures covering the walls which adds such a great touch to the ambiance of this place.











Monday, September 24, 2012

through the lense















1.Reading nook.
2. Shaking my groove thing at Melissa's masquerade party. 
3. Saturday Sunrise
4.&5. Start of the fall festive frenzies in our home.
6.&7. My boys
8. Yummy strawberry shortcake pop 
9.&10. Lunch with the mama
11.&12. Pawnshop loves 
13.&14. Becks birthday woop woop
15. Scrumptious wild berry pie


Monday, September 17, 2012

Making your own happy



This season in life has been a strange one; I seem to find more joy in the little things in life then looking toward my future or goals. Lately when I look towards the future it overwhelms me, like the walls are closing in and all the air is being sucked out of my lungs. The thought of how many years I have left in school (its a lot) can make me feel so defeated or the fact that I may be independent in most areas of my life but I still have days when I need my mom to tuck my hair behind my ear, give me a kiss on the forehead and tell me it will all be ok. In these moments I find myself looking to the little ways I find joy in life. Like walking into a bookstore knowing you are surrounded by thousands of stories just waiting for you to join them. (Yes im a bookworm.) Or cooking from scratch, I have truly found a love in cooking. What I wouldn't love more than to fill my home with loved ones and cook up a storm for them.  I find joy in getting out of the house and going for a walk or a long drive no destination, no music, no talking just me and the world. I believe most people go through these fazes in life and this is just one im passing through, that’s what I tell myself, im not suck here, we'll be through soon, were just passing through. And when that doesn't work I turn on the music really loud and have my own private dance party, I just dance it all out. What are your little happiness? 
xoxo