My biggest fearwill be the rescue of me

 This is my all-time favorite song. Incubus grounds me when my life is stressful or I am just in need of a mellow moment. This specific song has been there for me through wonderful times, hard times, and sad times. It speaks differently to me at different times, but yet it is always soothing and reassuring.

Incubus Echo

There's something about the look in your eyes
Something I noticed when the light was just right
It reminded me twice that I was alive
And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight

My biggest fear will be the rescue of me
Strange how it turns out that way, yeah
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting

There's something about the way you move
I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing
More subtle than something someone contrives
Your movements echo that I've seen the real thing.

Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you
Strange how it turns out that way, yeah
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting

Day 35

Today was a great day! Spencer and I decided it was finally time to invest in a new computer. I am now working from home, and my poor laptop just can't keep up. This time around I decided to go with a desktop, instead of a laptop. My main concern was a great monitor and a computer with a wonderful graphics card. I found both of these quality at a great price. I am sure I am going to love my new 21.5 inch 1080 HD monitor! No more scrolling to see an entire design, it will all be there on one screen, in brilliant colors.

My office still has a great way to go to be the creative space I am craving and actually needing. I have great plans for my little space in the house.

Happier Days

I always have a hard time looking through Hudson's really young baby pictures. It brings tears to my eyes every time, I miss him being so tiny, but I also love the sweet toddler he is today. When I took this picture I did not realize just how dear it would be to me. I am sharing it as a means of smiling, remembering happier days and wonderful moments. It is hard to look at right now and I can not lie it has left tears stinging my face. I love the place Hudson holds in my PawPaw's heart. Most people know he has never been a baby person, but for whatever reason things were just different with Hudson. My PawPaw adores him and it breaks my heart every day to know that he isn't able to see his Huddy each week. It kills me inside knowing that each time Hudson visits his PawPaw, there is a good chance my PawPaw will no longer remember his sweet face. I know I am not the only person in my family hurting so terribly as we each endure this process. We each handle it differently and I think from this point on I am going to choose to focus on happier days and the moments that I cherish with this man.

This picture was the first time they met. Hudson was approximately 10 days old.

Day 34

I love this baby boy and the funny things he does. Lately, the beach ball is like his bestfriend, his go to toy at all points during the day. The poor ball has been kicked, thrown, shoved in the entertainment center drawer, probably licked, taken a bath in milk, taken a bathtub bath, and now it has turned into a chair for Hudson. I laughed when I saw this and immediately grabbed the camera. He soon shifted his weight and rolled himself out onto the floor, giggled and ran off.

I am dreaming of Fiesta!

I love my Fiesta dinnerware. After a couple of years of mismatched dishes leftover from college, Spencer and I decided to bump up our food presentation. A previous trip to Mobile left my heart longing for Fiesta in my life. I actually envy this woman's kitchen. It is truly amazing. She is the mom of one our very good friends, and her Fiesta collection dates back many years. I also happen to love her antique buffet that has been transformed into a kitchen island, but that is another blog all of its own.

A couple of days after our wedding, we found ourselves with a handful of gift cards to Dillard's. As I rounded the corner to the home department, the colors caught my eye. My heart fluttered and I immediately knew what we would be leaving with that day.

Below is our current beginnings toward a collection.

The best part of our purchase of Fiestaware was our promise to each other. We agreed that instead of just randomly purchasing additional pieces for our collection, we would make it much more special than that. As our 1st Anniversary of being married is quickly approaching, I am going increasingly anxious about our promise to purchase one piece each year as an anniversary gift to each other. I am not into surprises, so I have no plans of Spencer just surprising me with a gift. I am looking forward to going to the store and falling in love with an addition to our collection, together. We both adore all things kitchen, so I can't wait!

These beautiful pieces are at the top of my list for this year.



Day 33

The quality of this picture is horrible, actually just sad. However, this was a great moment and worthy of a blog post. Hudson's horrible scab fell off today, the mark it left behind was amazing. It is barely noticeable and worth celebrating! I feel confident that the spot we were originally terrified over, is going to really fade over time. We have many days of sunscreen and moisturizer ahead of us, but what a blessing we found when that little scab fell away.

Over $35 in Savings!

I was extremely excited to fill out this form. This little book offers savings on your favorite brands, organization ideas and the best part decorating tips that are simple.  I love to decorate my home, but with an 18month old running around, the key to our home right now is just that, simple.

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Hot Dog, Hot Dog, Hot Diggity Dog

Best part of my day? Dancing with Huddy to this song. We have it dvr'd and anytime we are just needing to dance we turn it on. Huddy is onto something, this is his favorite song and it is quickly moving up on my list too.

Day 32

I do not like rainy days. It makes me want to nap the day away, and today is just one of those days that it is not an option. Coach is scared of the rain, so he has to be inside ALL day today...which means he is camped out in the laundry room. He usually spends some time in the backyard stretching his legs, but when it rains he tends to put a hole in the fence and escape. Doing laundry with him in the laundry room is just not worth it, he tries to help a little too much.

Hudson is always missing his outside time. We try to play outside for a little bit every day. He keeps going to the door, going to the windows and is very upset that I won't let him go play in the rain/mud. Yes mud, our entire yard is mud. The people who lived here before us never raked so the grass apparently died, I raked a couple of weeks ago and now all we have is mud for a yard.

However, the best part of the rain..super cute rainy day pictures.



No worries, the blue marks on the wall are not crayon.
Huddy tends to knock his bead sorter into the wall and it leaves blue marks.



Unanticipated Consequences

I should have been an economics major. Ok, not really, I love being a graphic designer, but still microeconomics is quite intriguing. Spencer is currently taking micro this semester and anyone who knows me knows just how much I love school. Actually, I love being a student. I love books, I love paper, I enjoy taking notes, and yes I know I am crazy. I could be a professional student and be quite happy.

While Spencer is gone each day, I can't help but read over his lessons as well. I enjoy the discussions we have over the course material.

His professor posted this as a discussion topic a few days ago. I have been pondering this and overall the theory of unanticipated consequences.

"The US State Department estimates that more than 1 million children are involved in global sex trade each year.  According to CNN.com, some parents in Cambodia have sold their children for as little as $100.  A New York Times reporter recently acquired the funds to purchase (rescue) some of these children.  By negotiating with "sex traffickers," the reporter was able to free and find homes for a few abused children.  Keeping in mind that sex trafficking in Cambodia is a multimillion dollar industry, what might be an unanticipated consequence of the reporter's actions?"

Thoughts?