Monday, April 4, 2011
Happy Special Day!!!!
Marc and I met in high school. Started dating the 4th of December, 2005. Since then, we've always had a little HURRAH! on every 4th of the month. 7 months ago we married, but I think we were married long before that in our hearts. I wish everyone true love today!
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Tea Party!
I hosted a tea party for my beautiful sister this weekend.

This was a spiritual shower of sorts. We gave her the painting of Christ that you see behind her.

The girls busted out my wedding album. Go mypublisher.com!

I love this floral summer skirt. It brought some whimsy to it all. (Haha, I bought it at whimsy boutique!)

My neighbor hand carves stamps. I borrowed letters to make these name tags on my left over wedding stationary.

This cake came from a little pastry shop down the street. I thought it looked great on the green glass pedestal accompanied with my bluish-green furniture.

I love these spoons. Thanks Mom!

This is my wondrous mother.
Everyone wore white. These are a mix of our greatest friends.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
A Dear Dream
I have always dreamed to live in a white cottage, surrounded by a little land, full of pretty, flowering trees and bushes, roses, lamb's ear, peonies, soft grass....
Sometimes when I'm riding on the bus or waiting in a line, I let myself imagine it, and by now it is quite a place.

Maybe that's why I am drawn to this little photo from marthastewart.com. I don't particularly like the harsh bushes. I would replace them with softer, more romantic, budding stuff. Still, I'm captured, captured by this dear dream.
Sometimes when I'm riding on the bus or waiting in a line, I let myself imagine it, and by now it is quite a place.

Maybe that's why I am drawn to this little photo from marthastewart.com. I don't particularly like the harsh bushes. I would replace them with softer, more romantic, budding stuff. Still, I'm captured, captured by this dear dream.
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