“It seems that all my bridges have been burnt
But you say that’s exactly how this grace thing works.”
-Mumford and Sons
It’s no secret that Ryan is the music guy around here. He would go to a concert every day, and of random bands he didn’t even know. But I do love Mumford. And this might be my favorite line of any song ever written.
Because that is exactly how this grace thing works.
And I am thankful.
Weddings are one of my favorite things. Everyone is happy and there is good food, drinks and dancing to be had by all! Friday night, we went to my friend Kristen and Brian’s wedding.
This is a terrible picture. But it’s the only one of the group, so it will have to do. A bad picture is better than no picture at all. Besides, this blog is about real life and real life isn’t always pretty pictures.
Kristen’s grandmother was ADORABLE dancing with her dad! One of the highlights, for sure!
Love this guy and going to weddings with him. Even if he’s still got the mustache 2 weeks later…. (And a special thanks that he took all of these pictures because he knows I like having them, but don’t always take the time to make them.)
Claire and I struggled mightily to get the candle lit.
We finally did!
The next day, my feet were terribly sore from wearing (and dancing in) heels all night. But it’s the good ache of a fun night. I will always love that feeling.
I’ve needed a new pair of glasses for a long time. It’s pretty bad when the tv is fuzzy. Plus, the two newer pairs that I have are too heavy and give me a headache. I have a tendency towards headaches and don’t need anything that will make it worse.
After going to the eye doctor, I ordered some glasses from Rivet and Sway. I have a teeny tiny head and they have options for small heads. I really wanted some larger frame, nerdy glasses, so I ordered four pairs from them to try on.
And then I made Ryan take pictures of me so I would have something to blog about.
I put the first pair on and Ryan immediately exclaimed, “UGH!” So these were a no-go. They are pretty huge on my head.
I don’t normally like how I look in rounded frames, but I did like these. Ryan said I looked like Harry Potter, which was not a bad thing, IMO.
These also were way too big on my head, plus I didn’t really want glasses with the nose pieces.
The winner was the last pair. Ryan didn’t love them at first, but after I wore them a while, he liked them better. They are different enough from my old pair and big and nerdy.
The best thing is they have a 60 day return policy, so if these end up bothering me, I can send them back!
And now I feel like I need to post a picture of people so I don’t feel so narcissistic and lame and like I don’t have friends.
Here. A bachelorette picture. Which reminds me that I should post some wedding pictures.
Basketball season is so good for me because I get a LOT of reading done. Hallelujah, Amen.
Before I start this post, I have to include this photo documentation of Ryan and me READING at the same time!!!! It has never happened before and will probably be a really long time before it happens again. In full disclosure, he was reading our Sunday School book and I picked my book up really fast so that we could read at the same time. DREAM FULFILLED.
The last time I left off, I had just finished the first two Harry Potters. After that, I read 3-6. Listen, asking me to choose my favorite HP book is like asking me to choose a favorite child. Granted, I don’t have children, but you get what I’m saying.
(I had to start taking my own pictures because when I stole them from Google Images, they wouldn’t actually show up when I published the blog. Oops.)
Jamie chose Where’d You Go Bernadette for our book club book. We all LOVED it! (It’s pretty rare when that happens.) It was funny, cute, an interesting way to tell the story and a great look at what happens to women (people? but I feel like it happens to women more than men) when we lose a part of ourselves in our families. Plus, the cover is stinkin’ cute.
I received Half-Broke Horses for Christmas. I loved The Glass Castle by Jeanette Walls so I asked for her other book for Christmas. This one wasn’t quite as “out there” as The Glass Castle, but I think if I re-read it, I would catch more of the hints of crazy. Highly recommend anything she writes.
The Lords of Discipline is Mama’s favorite Pat Conroy book. It was another Christmas book and I LOVED it. Gosh, he is so good and so hard to read at the same time. But he can paint a picture with words like no other. I love that Sarah chose him for book club those many years ago.
I then realized I needed to finish HP. It’s been a few years since reading the last one and I love the emotions it brings and the memories. The last book came out while I was studying abroad in London (how perfect is that timing??) and for three days, our entire apartment was silent, just reading. I remember laying in my bottom bunk sobbing as I finished it.
We are reading Crazy Love by Francis Chan in Sunday School and that prompted me to re-read Interrupted by Jen Hatmaker. I also listened to her message from If:Gathering at Tori’s prompting and subsequently took 3 pages of notes. I love her. (Jen and Tori.)
Listen, the next time I want a book the second it comes out, I’m going to reserve it at Barnes and Noble instead of ordering from Amazon. Most people had already finished The Antelope in the Living Room by Big Mama by the time I got mine. So when I finally got it, I sat down and read it in one sitting, laughing and crying the whole way through. It was so good. And while I don’t have an antelope in my living room, I do currently have a wall of Dave Matthews posters so I can totally relate to compromise in living room decor. Also, you should watch this interview with Melanie and Edie at Life In Grace. So funny and good. As soon as I watched it, I immediately ordered all of the books and movies they talked about. I might have a problem.
I decided I needed a no-brainer book, so I grabbed The Dressmaker by Kate Alcott. This was a “meh” for me, but it ended up being better than it started.
Last night I started Peace Like a River by Leif Enger, per Melanie and Edie’s suggestion. So far, I think I’m going to love it.
Any suggestions of what to read next? Although I think I may need to put myself on a book buying ban until we have a house and a full-sized bookshelf to keep all of these books I’ve collected.
We’re starting to go a little stir-crazy. And I’ve learned I get a little snippy when I can’t leave the house. Poor Ryan. (I’m on the cusp of Introvert/Extrovert so I like to stay home when I want to, but having to is a different story.)
For posterity, here are a few pictures. The trees look so pretty covered in ice, but they are a little scary. Fortunately, we still have power. I don’t know what we would do if we lost it. It’s starting to melt a little bit, which is also scary because of the ice falling.
I slept in this morning until almost 10. Pecan spins are one of my favorite breakfasts.
And Ryan’s stache. Hopefully it’s not here to stay. I’m going on 36 hours in these pajamas and I’ve pretty much only moved off the sofa to get in the bed. I can feel the muscle atrophy setting in. I think we might bust out and go somewhere for lunch, so I’ll at least put my contacts in and change.
Spring, you are welcome to show up anytime, now!
Just a random, stream of consciousness type thing because I feel like it’s been a long time since I’ve done one of these. And it’s icey outside and apparently there is no end in sight. I hope I bought enough food. I think we’ll be fine, though. It’s so rare that something like this happens twice in one year in Georgia, much less twice in a month. Everyone is over reacting this time because we all under-reacted last time. Yesterday, I packed a change of clothes, books and food to take to work, just in case.
My dad is the best. Last week, I lost my phone at work and Ryan was out of town. I don’t know his phone number, so I called my parents to get it. My dad spent the next 45 minutes trying to help me track my phone down and even called Verizon to ask them what to do. He rocks. Sidenote- do you remember knowing everyone’s phone number? I still remember some of my friends’ numbers from when we were kids and had to call on the LAND LINE.
My socks almost never match. And all winter, I wear two pairs. That being said, I am sick of winter and having to wear socks and having to wear shoes that require socks. I just want to wear a dang pair of flats with some skinny pants and not have to worry about how cold I’m going to be.
We took down all of our Christmas decorations, but left up the Christmas cards. They are on our front door and I love looking at them all the time.
Because it is basketball season right now, I have been reading a ton lately. Which is good because I received a lot of books for Christmas and I’ve purchased several on Amazon lately. Plus, my stack from Goodwill isn’t getting any smaller. One of the reasons I’m excited for a house is so I will have places to store my books. The little shelf beside my bed is a little out of control.
This has been the longest winter ever and I’m sick of it and ready for it to be spring so I can wear a dress with sandals or my rainbows. I want to go to Braves games and sweat and not have to wear 15 layers of clothes all the time and still be cold. I swear, I’ve worn long johns everyday for the past three months. I’m so tired of it.
Wow, I just realized I typed two bullets about being tired of cold weather. Can you tell I’m over it?
Ryan left last week for Arizona and Las Vegas. Anyway, he ended up coming home from Vegas early because flights were being canceled. I’m glad he’s home. I was getting a little lonely. However, I got to watch lots of Harry Potter and last night I watched Deathly Hallows Part One and at some point today, I will watch Deathly Hallows Part Two. And then, I will either start Scandal on Netflix or try to convince Ryan to watch Friday Night Lights. If the power doesn’t go out, that is.
Eh, I think that’s good enough for today.
I once told my friend Jamie that I didn’t care what my husband looked like, as long as he made me laugh. Fortunately, Ryan isn’t too shabby in the looks department (although his beard is getting a little out of control), but even more than that, he makes me laugh.
He also will repeat his jokes 3 times so I can take a video and put it on Instagram. Because I am lame like that. And I still laugh every time.
He cleans more than I do and always listens to my dreams, even if he thinks I’m crazy. He’s supportive of me when I work late and last Sunday, we taught Sunday School together for the first time. During which he told me to calm down and afterwards he told me I use my hands too much when I talk. I might have gotten a little sensitive about that. (We were talking about some rough stuff and it left me kinda raw.)
I average about five books a month. He’s doing good if he reads 3 books in a year. He remembers tiny details about sporting events from 15 years ago and I don’t even remember what happened last week. He’s neat and tidy while I like a little mess. I am patient, he is not. I’m a slow-thinker and he is quick-witted. He is stubborn and I give in easily. He’s a hard worker when I tend to be on the lazy side. And I never thought I would marry a city boy.
He’s not perfect but neither am I. (Shocker.) We’ve only been married 9 months, but most days it feels longer (in a good way.) Friday will be our 4th Valentine’s Day together, but the first one we will actually see each other. His beloved Arizona Wildcats play at 9 that night, so more than likely, he will stay up and watch while I read and go to bed at halftime. And when the game is over, he will come and get in the bed and put his arms around me like he always does.
“They” say the first year is the hardest. And I have to say that I doubt that. There will be (and have been) days that I will ask if it’s worth it. But when it all comes down to it, there is no one I’d rather live this life with than him. I’m so thankful we made that trip to Starkville together.