a charming collision.

the traditional South meets simplistic NorthWest.
This is what I did today. I dont even know who I am anymore.

This is what I did today. I dont even know who I am anymore.

After. Hello, functional cabinet!

After. Hello, functional cabinet!

Let’s organize!!! Before…….

Let’s organize!!! Before…….

I know every wife gets to say this, so here is my turn.

My husband is incredible. Sometimes when I think about being married, I just laugh. I didn’t mean to be married. I got my heart shattered freshman year of college and decided to not get married until I was at least 30. Maybe 40. I wanted to be that girl. I dated other guys, but if it got serious, I left. (I also got treated like crap by a couple of assholes.) Anyways. I was excited to be a twenty-something with only her career and her dog.

Then I met Jonny.

I will admit, somedays i long to live alone. Not because of any fauly of Jonny, but the Enemy makes singleness alluring somehow. Also, I resent living in Montana. But then i come to my senses. Well, God brings me to them. I am a fool.

And i am so so so so so thankful that God’s plans make more sense than my own.

My husband and I are so opposite. He is totally prepared for the morning. Yes, the scissors are there to open the new bag of cereal.

My husband and I are so opposite. He is totally prepared for the morning. Yes, the scissors are there to open the new bag of cereal.

It’s no secret that I’m homesick…

…ok, south-sick (if that makes any sense). However, I’m here for at least another 1.5 years. So, i’ve decided to control the things that I can and let go of what I can’t.

Step #1… tease/curl the crap out of my hair just like I did when I lived in a sorority house in Alabama. (Except here, it won’t melt the second I step outside.)

paleo day 1

Visalus shake for breakfast

Fruit and veggie smoothie for lunch.

Ugh. This sucks.

Cauliflower crust pizza for dinner. I can make it :-/