You should check them out.

Wire Method.
I've known two of the girls since they were young (one I used to rock to sleep while we sitting in church, yeah that long). But this group is so incredibly talented and I'm so excited to see where they are going!
They did an awesome cover of "We Are Young"

http://www.youtube.com/wiremethod

Check them out.
You can also follow them on Facebook.
Or their Tumblr account.

That's all. I'm going back to sleep. 

It's been a long day filled with being sick. I'm ready for this to be over.

Sick.

Exhausted. 

Just want to lay around. 

Coughing. Can't talk. Tight chest. 

Sick.

I don't like this. I just want to rest. But alas. I can sleep when I'm dead. There's work to be done. Cooking. Cleaning. Going to school. More working. It's fun. Can't you tell? At least it's not the flu *knockonwood* as there are many people coming down with it at school. Students and teachers alike. But I refuse to get it. There. Done. It won't happen. Oh. And bad news, it's a strain not protected by the vaccine. Oh well. That's why I don't get it. But that's another story.

So sick. Spending time on the couch. Thank goodness for Netflix and Downton Abbey. I am loving this series. It has sucked me in completely. Of course Lady Maggie Smith is absolutely amazing and makes this show absolutely wonderful. The whole story is just divine. I love being transported back into another day and age. I find myself longing for the more simplistic times. I miss writing letters. I mean, I was never good at it anyway, but I find myself longing to write and then hopefully receive mail. There's just something special about mail.

So I sit here, dreaming of another time, trying to gain strength to cook dinner. I can do this. And in three and a half weeks it will be spring break. Hallelujah. I'm counting down the days. 

For all you fellow Downton Abbey check out this post I found while searching online. Who knew there was this whole Downton Abbey fan world out there!

It's official!! We're.........

GOING TO DISNEY IN MAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That means I will be seeing this:

And this: 

And meet this princess: 

And this one:

And then...I get to go here:

HARRY POTTER WORLD HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I bet you thought I was going to say "we're pregnant." Haha. Not yet!

Off Grid - Weekend Recap

I feel like I've been missing. I didn't open my computer once this weekend, nor did I have much time to sit down and do much typing this past week. Things have been crazy. Or rather they were crazy. Last week was insane. This weekend was focused on relaxing and recouping. 

In going with the theme of relaxation, I refused to open my computer and turn it on. It was lovely. Of course I had my phone to check up on emails and such, but that was my only form of internet communication. 

But here it is. Monday. I'm back on the computer. Back to updating and note taking and pinning and sharing. Back to life...

This weekend we went to Rome. I spent a relaxing day with the best friend. And...we finished my chair! Remember this? Well I finally picked out my fabric, and set to work (along with my best friend) recovering those ugly cushions.

It just looks so much cleaner, brighter, and all around it just looks happier. 

We also put up those pallet shelves that we worked on last weekend. I'm in love with the whole look!

The picture is just a quick one I snapped with my phone, so the quality isn't the best. I'll have more pictures up for everyone to see as soon as my camera battery charges.

I hope everyone's weekend was as relaxing and rewarding as mine was! I know I needed and I can only imagine that y'all did as well.

Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!!

via here

You would have been 108 today. 

Thank you for your books for the have touched the lives of many!

Our love story Part 1

4 years ago today I went on my last first date. Clearly I was smitten with the boy. 

Here's how the story goes down. We met randomly outside a cigar bar in the town I went to college in. I was outside with my best friend just smoking away at a big one when up walks this hunk of deliciousness guy. My best friend jumps up to greet him and give him a hug. He stands around and talks a little and then goes inside the bar to pick out some tobacco for his pipe. I'm still sitting there just oblivious to it all. Then. He came back outside and joined us. We got to talking. Again. I'm oblivious to it all. I didn't want a boyfriend. I didn't need a boyfriend. Plus. No way. I had just finished working out. I looked "horrible." Anyway. Back to the story. So we're sitting there talking and just hanging out. Finally, after sitting there for a while I introduced myself. My friend had sort of missed that little detail. We laugh and talk a little while longer. And then it was time to eat. I was starving. Jefferson's was calling. I needed some fried pickles. So, being smooth, I invite this new hunk of deliciousness friend to eat with us. He turns us down. Says he "is meeting a friend to hang out." Okay. No matter. Fried pickles were calling. Best friend and I head to eat.

Not five minutes later, she gets a phone call. Guess who it was? Your right. It's him. "Can my friend and I come join you?" Of course! Remember, this is hunk-of-deliciousness talking, of course he can come! Not that I want a boyfriend remember? It was just fun to flirt. No harm. Right? (Later I found out he had called his friend and said "I'm such an idiot, I just turned down a pretty girl for you. I'll be at Jefferson's if you want to join us." Isn't he a sweetie? Haha) So they join us and we eat. The fried pickles were delicious. A dream. We talked and laughed and just had a good time getting to know one another. And that was that.

A week later it's Valentine's Day. Same best friend and I head to the tattoo parlor. My gift to myself was an amazing tattoo. I love it. Then we were taking each other out to dinner. Hello Buffalo's. We go. We dine. We enjoy our time. A few mentions of hunk of deliciousness here and there, but again, I don't want a boyfriend. We start to head back to campus when a guy in the car next to us waves us down...Flat tire. Pull into the nearest gas station. Yup. Tire needs changing. So being the awesome woman I am, I jump out to tackle the situation. I know how to change a tire. No problem at all. One problem though. I can't get the stupid lug nuts off. I jump on them. Put all my weight on them. They wouldn't budge. Best friend whips out her phone and starts calling "the guys." First person we call can't come but says to call hunk-of-deliciousness. I'm okay with this. So we call hunk-of-deliciousness. He says he has to finish dinner and then he'll be there. Maybe twenty minutes later he pulls up with his best friend. Hello hunk-of-deliciousness. He jumped right in and changed the tire. In the process I distracted him with my good looks and he put the lug-nuts on backwards. Points for me. He finished changing the tire. That was that. I don't need a boyfriend was my mantra over the next couple of days.

I orchestrated a couple of run-ins over the next week or so, but that was all that really happened. Finally. February 28, 2008 I meet him again at Wendy's. We flirt. I steal his phone, and slyly say "You've got a new number in there." I mean come on guys, how smooth am I? Gag. I know. But it worked. I got a phone call the next day. Now are you ready for how smooth hunk-of-deliciousness is? After talking for an hour on the phone he asks me, "Well, I'm planning on eating dinner at Waffle House if you would like to join me." So smooth. I know. We were made for each other. So of course I meet him at the House. And we spent 6 hours there talking about this and that and the other. About everything under the sun. Just getting to know each other. We liked what we saw...

This is the beginning of our love story...

Nesting

Most people catch the nesting bug once they find out they're pregnant. I am not most people. I have been nesting since we moved into our home a little over a year ago. Is there something wrong with me? I've been laughed at and looked at when I tell people what I've been doing to our "nursery." 

This room has been has been designated as the nursery since the day we bought the house. I picked out the paint color based on the fact that it would eventually serve as the room for our little babies. I knew what it would be and I saw that it would be pointless to paint it otherwise when I knew that eventually I wanted a yellow room. Yes. A yellow room. I love yellow. I know that many people are told to stray away from yellow, but I love this color and it's what I wanted. So there. But I digress. As I begin to put this room together, with the mindset that eventually this will be my nursery. Until it would serve for that purpose it will be my craft room. My bright and fun craft room. But I didn't want to put much on the walls. At least, I didn't want to put up things for me. Well, not my age appropriate. I wanted to put up nursery things. So tough cookies. That's what I did. This room still acts as my craft room. And you know what, adding little childish touches here and there have helped add more creativity in my life. I now want to be in here and work and craft and create! I'm loving it. And this room is coming together piece by piece and touches are being added here and there to make this room just a little more baby friendly. And personally, I love it and I don't care what anybody else says.

Let me reiterate. No I'm not pregnant. Are we working toward getting pregnant within the next year? Yes. But not right now. I guess I'm just a born nester. In my mind it just clarifies what I'm meant to be when I grow up. I'm meant to be a mom. Just a mom. And I can't wait for God to let that dream come true!

Remember these bad amazing boys?

These are the curtains for the nursery. Yes. The nursery. And I'm proud of them.