Yup, that looks about right!
p.s. I AM WEARING A SWEATER! Never mind that it's a thin one, but it's still sweater-status over here in the morning/evening now...Heavenly. Fall you are the BEST!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Just the essentials...
Just got back from a packed weekend in AZ. Had to make a quick trip to the store... here's a snap shot (excuse the horrid quality from my phone!) of the purchases that were made:
Yup, that looks about right!
p.s. I AM WEARING A SWEATER! Never mind that it's a thin one, but it's still sweater-status over here in the morning/evening now...Heavenly. Fall you are the BEST!
Yup, that looks about right!
p.s. I AM WEARING A SWEATER! Never mind that it's a thin one, but it's still sweater-status over here in the morning/evening now...Heavenly. Fall you are the BEST!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Milestones
Tomorrow Becky turns 21. I can't believe it - I feel old. I remember praying SO earnestly for a sister (for years and years) and finally she came along. Red, curly hair, and blue eyes, just like I had asked God.
I'm sure my parents thought I was nuts...praying nightly for a red, curly-haired sister with blue eyes, but the little girl I loved who I helped watch during church service in the nursery had those features and I was convinced those were the BEST features any baby girl could have! Genetics be darned, prayers can influence that stuff, right?
Well, evidently they do because, lo and behold, that's what I got!
During her early teen years she hated me for it, as she straightened her hair into a helmet of frizz. Obviously now she knows better;)
Do you know my parents let me name her? Really. Talk about a lot of power to give a 6-almost-7 girl. She very well could have been named Stacyelle. WHICH was my favorite name ever. I loved putting -elle on the end of all names, making what was surely to be the next big name of the decade.
It didn't catch. DEVASTATING, I know.
Well, now it's 21 years later and she's starting to hit all those really big milestones of early adulthood. And it's SO fun. We're more best friends than we are sisters and that's definitely the best part of it all. So as any good friend would naturally do, we helped her move into her first place this last month...and we documented for you all, aren't you lucky?
The new homestead - it was getting prepped for painting, so this is the best shot I have right now, but I'm sure it looks much better now.
The gang, drill included.
Creativity is key...get it? This was outside Becky's new house when we arrived, inspiration left behind from a former tenant maybe?
Becky's requisite "first place" photo
The cutest vintage dresser Becky scored at a local Goodwill in Kingwood, isn't the little bow detail at the bottom adorable?
Vintage finds mixed with my old, old, old jewelry armoire that Becky made her own with a coat of pink paint.
Seriously, I was so proud of that piece back in the day. It came with a matching vanity set and it was my most prized possession. So, it's fun to see it have made it this far. Which also makes me think - where the heck is my big sister? I need some furniture and cool hand-me-downs stat.
Proof I was there too; well a sweaty version of myself was...
And now, if you'll excuse me...I'm off to Austin to share a toast with Becky for her 21st. And possibly to look for someone who wants to adopt me as their little sister? Austin's weird enough, it could happen;)
I'm sure my parents thought I was nuts...praying nightly for a red, curly-haired sister with blue eyes, but the little girl I loved who I helped watch during church service in the nursery had those features and I was convinced those were the BEST features any baby girl could have! Genetics be darned, prayers can influence that stuff, right?
Well, evidently they do because, lo and behold, that's what I got!
During her early teen years she hated me for it, as she straightened her hair into a helmet of frizz. Obviously now she knows better;)
Do you know my parents let me name her? Really. Talk about a lot of power to give a 6-almost-7 girl. She very well could have been named Stacyelle. WHICH was my favorite name ever. I loved putting -elle on the end of all names, making what was surely to be the next big name of the decade.
It didn't catch. DEVASTATING, I know.
Well, now it's 21 years later and she's starting to hit all those really big milestones of early adulthood. And it's SO fun. We're more best friends than we are sisters and that's definitely the best part of it all. So as any good friend would naturally do, we helped her move into her first place this last month...and we documented for you all, aren't you lucky?
The new homestead - it was getting prepped for painting, so this is the best shot I have right now, but I'm sure it looks much better now.
The gang, drill included.
Creativity is key...get it? This was outside Becky's new house when we arrived, inspiration left behind from a former tenant maybe?
Becky's requisite "first place" photo
The cutest vintage dresser Becky scored at a local Goodwill in Kingwood, isn't the little bow detail at the bottom adorable?
Vintage finds mixed with my old, old, old jewelry armoire that Becky made her own with a coat of pink paint.
Seriously, I was so proud of that piece back in the day. It came with a matching vanity set and it was my most prized possession. So, it's fun to see it have made it this far. Which also makes me think - where the heck is my big sister? I need some furniture and cool hand-me-downs stat.
Proof I was there too; well a sweaty version of myself was...
And now, if you'll excuse me...I'm off to Austin to share a toast with Becky for her 21st. And possibly to look for someone who wants to adopt me as their little sister? Austin's weird enough, it could happen;)
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