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Our latest project: bathroom mirror trim. Our mirrors are just normal, no-trim mirrors, so we decided to jazz them up a bit. The same guy who built our beautiful chandelier stands at our wedding is doing them. I first had to prime them, sand them, and am now in the process of several coats of black paint. I feel much like the girl who always wears pink on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. I bet she gets a lot of guys b/c she knows how to saw. Corner designs Oh, and let me tell you my disappointing shopping experience this weekend... I like to wait 'till the middle of the month to spend all my "Clothes" money b/c if I spend it all up front I get depressed if I ever see a sale during the month, and I don't have enough self-control to wait 'till the end of the month. So, I went to Dillard's Saturday for some leggings and jeans. That's it. Didn't even venture into the shoe department. Well, I found several 65% racks

Well, it's official. Our TV went caput. It was so nice and big and now it's useless...boo. So, last night, Matt switched our bedroom TV into the living room, and my 19" from college was reinstated into the bedroom. I missed that humble little TV. It'll be nice to watch TV without laying on the bed. My Shih-Tzu, Channing, gave me a bit of a scare Thursday night. I gave him a snack while he was laying on the couch. No response from him. I put it right under his nose. Nothing. So, I got a different kind, propped him up on his feet, and put it in front of him. As he bent over to eat it, he collapsed head-first onto the bed. He just laid there with his eyes half-open, very lethargic, and I panicked. I told Matt to come home immediately. I called my vet freaking out, crying, saying my dog was dying. While on the phone, Channing snapped out of it, shook off and ran outside. So, I brought him to the vet next day, they ran tests all da

Let's start my recollection of Valentine's Day activities with an unintentional concussion on my husband's part  due to a lamp falling unceremoniously smack-dab onto his forehead. Later that morning as he drove to work, he called a doctor-friend who said he needed a CAT Scan and should absolutely NOT drive. Matt promptly turned around and came home calling in sick for the day which gave him ample time to spoil his wife! He's fine now, did NOT go in for a CAT Scan, and stayed out of the car the rest of the day. But I got to reap the benefits of an overly bored husband on Valentine's! Came home to flowers, candles, music, card, massage gift card, and an impromptu dance in the kitchen. We had a lovely lunch together at home, and while venturing into the bathroom  to re-apply my makeup, I found this sweetness on the mirror: "Proverbs 31 An excellent wife...Who can find?! Her worth is far above jewels. To my most precious treasure.

What is it about Fridays that makes you want to do absolutely NOTHING but sit on the couch and catch up on DVR'd shows after work? To make Fridays even MORE difficult, Matt doesn't have to work. So, I get up in the darkness, quietly turn on the lights above our headboard, Don't turn on the news, Don't turn off the fan, Don't turn on the overhead light, and make sure Mr. Darcy (our Basset) doesn't think it's time to wake Daddy up with a nice, wet nose in the face. And to make this last Friday ESPECIALLY difficult, I got in a wreck over lunch. Nothing drastic. I'm fine. Channing's fine. It's still annoying to have black scratches on your previously pristine white car. But I had made up my mind that after work on Friday I was taking my husband out to the drive-in movies for his Valentine's gift. I even chose the movies HE would want to watch (Chronicle & Red Tails). I picked up brownies and cupcakes fro

Before Matt & I got married, we were divinely blessed to have been mentored by Dana & Casey Brewer. I grew up with Dana at Trinity and while I was convinced she was supposed to marry at least one of my brothers, it just wasn't meant to be. They spoke so much Godly wisdom and truth into our lives during the 4 months we were engaged, and we attribute much of our smooth transition into married life to them. We covered everything from childhood trauma to how to cope with sleeping in the same bed when one person snores (and that one person is NOT me!) We were also blessed to have Casey officiate our ceremony in the most beautiful way possible. We still have people comment on how anointed our ceremony was, and boy did we feel it! It was like we were in a worship service the whole time. And, I guess, we were. Anyway, we had our 3-month "check-up" with them last night, and we were proud to pass with flying colors! The most difficult thin

You know what's really frustrating?! When you step out, in faith, and answer a call you firmly believe is of the Lord and Satan seems to be standing right there just waiting to knock you down! That. Is. Frustrating! Especially since when you're doing someone based on faith, it's usually putting you out of your comfort zone in the first place, and then you start doubting what you're doing and who you are and then you realize,  "Hey! This is what they call being attacked spiritually!" Now, I don't like to over-spiritualize things, and I get very annoyed with people who use a spiritual metaphor for every instance in their day! "My coffee spilled on my shirt this morning. I think the Lord's telling me not to go to work." Not. OK. But I AM a firm believer in spiritual attacks, and it's kinda sad to admit this, but it's been a while since I've felt this.   A couple weeks ago I mentioned that Matt

How do these weekends keep passing by so quickly?! Matt & I jam-pack our weekends with so many projects that by Sunday evening, We. Are. Pooped! This weekend he hung the ironing board rack in the laundry room, we further organized our "wedding room" All the boxes we chunked from our "office!" (maybe one day it will actually be an office!), I cleaned the house for our Superbowl party, I painted my toenails (highest priority!), we hired a guy to frame our bathroom mirrors (exciting!), I ironed his work shirts, and we actually unpacked our pots & pans from our wedding shower! Wow, that's a lot of exclamation points. My high school English teacher would NOT be proud of me....! Rabbit Trail: Investing in dogs mean investing in a lifetime of abnormally dirty carpet. And while I was 2 seconds away from hiring someone to shampoo them, I was raised in a strict DIY household, so without the blessing of my husband I borro