Today I Love

Today I love: starting off the day with eleven hours of sleep under my belt [Seriously if everyone got as much sleep as we did last night, the world would be a much happier place.] and a hot shower. I love taking mornings at a much slower pace than the rest of the day and I love being awake to watch the sun start filling the house with light. I love how Levi always has shirts lying around the house just calling for me to steal them and I love that yesterday when I got home from work he said, "I decided I don't like being awake while you're at work. If I sleep while you're gone it's a lot easier to pretend you never left!" I. Love. That. Boy.

Today we love: getting sweet packages in the mail from family. Thanks Linds! We LOVE our picture frame and the "PACK THIS!" notebook is so me it's ridiculous. You're the best!!

Today I Love

Today I love: pulling up next to other drivers who clearly hate the fact that Levi and I are cuddling while we drive, and smiling at them for so long that they finally smile back just to get me to look away. Then holding my smile for just a little longer. I love warm weather and Arizona sunsets. I love when the moon is so big and close to the ground that it looks like you could reach out and touch it. I love how completely the stars cover the sky in a perfect beautiful mess of a lack of pattern. AND I love zucchini. [How was THAT for a smooth transition from subjects?]

Today WE love: Naked Juice. [Naked Juice is to Levi what Coffee is to Humanity.]

Today I Love

Today I Love: dressing up for late night Wal-Mart runs [Heels and all!], the amount of people who look at me sideways when  time I only wear one earring, and buying a bright, new, spring-is-just-around-the-corner nail polish only to find it featured in this months Nylon magazine! I also love the first morning you start feeling better after being sick for five solid days straight [Is it some sort of record if I went through three entire Kleenex boxes and two entire TP rolls all by myself??]. I also love how many times the boy asked over those five days, three Kleenex boxes, and two TP rolls if he could do anything for me and I love that he - without asking - at the store tonight grabbed the Reeses Ice Cream bars and insisted that they were my "Sick Present". [I get sick presents?? EVERYBODY needs a Levi. Srsly.]

Today WE love: dreaming together from the beach to the sky and the ocean to the city.

Today I Love

Today I Love: Buffalo Exchange and shopping trips with friends. I love the sounds of Farmers Markets and I love the sights of city life. I love the way the boy gets excited for me over a new outfit and I love finding clothes that remind me of him. I love that our aesthetics blend and I love that he's true to himself. AND I love coming home to a half-asleep sideways smile asking me if I had a good time and watching him try desperately to keep himself in the land of consciousness long enough to hear the answer.

Today WE Love: that eating sick soup and 7-up really does make you better. [Even if it is momentary?]

So I miss posting, but I am siiiicckkkk sick sick. I super apologize for the lack of pictures. And...exciting-ness. On this hurrr blog. Hope you all had a lovely weekend!

Today I Love

Today I love: turning things like dremel-ing into date night! [Sometimes ladies, we gotta take what we can get, yes? It really was quite the thrill.] I love watching him pick the last tiny little kernels of popcorn out of the bottom of the bowl [It's just a little chipmunk-esque.], when I tell him I'm cooking something and he gets excited no matter what I say it is, and when he's in gym-mode and comes home and eats half the kitchen. I also love that we go through [not really exaggerating] a gallon of milk a day. And I love something that doesn't have to do with food I'm sure. Oh! I love finding ways to insert "It's so fluffy I'm gonna die!" into normal everyday conversation. Don't be judgy. That's one of the best movie lines you've ever heard and you know it.

Today WE love: walking into Lowes and being greeted as if we just walked in on our own personal fan club meeting. [I'm pretty sure it's only because they get at least 3/4 of our income, but hey. It's a good self-esteem booster anyway.]

Cheers to the freakin' weekend!

A stranger sort of talent.

Here is one of Levi's quirks. He wears earplugs while he sleeps sometimes. You know, like when I have to get ready for work, or if the dogs next door are barking, or if there's a helicopter landing on the roof, or whatever. That's not the quirk though, cause I think lots of people wear earplugs to bed. Here's the quirky part. That boys' earplugs turn up in the darndest places... Every time I "make the bed" I find five or six [Who knows why he even needs that many earplugs in one night anyway - how many ears does he think he needs to plug??]. I've seen them under tables, as far as the kitchen sink, I've found little lonely guys lost and forgotten on the stairs. I mean really, I thought I'd seen it all.

Apparently not. Tell me. Someone please explain to me. Just how do you get just one little earplug, sticking up  perfectly in the corner of the couch under the cushions like this?? How oh HOW do you get it there without purposefully placing it?? How DOES he do it??

Really, I'm fairly certain it's a talent.

At least I know that Easter Egg hunts with the littles someday, will be a LOT of fun. Good luck kiddos. Good luck.

Today I Love plus a little reminder.

Today I love: that I never have to put the toilet seat down, and really that he keeps the bathroom super clean all by himself [C'mon girls, I know we love them but we all have to admit that that's a rare find in the male species!]. That being said...I love bathrooms that smell like chemicals and nothing else. I also love that it took the boy thirty[plus] minutes just to get through the blog last night because he kept having fits of laughter over his own dance moves! I love that he gets a kick out of himself. That means I don't have to be quite so entertaining.

Today WE love: rice packs. [Def. Rice Pack: N. A fabric rectangle, sewed to another fabric rectangle, with rice inside. Can be kept in the freezer and taken out and placed over your face when migraines occur.] By the way, this is a WE love, because boy wouldn't be half as happy having to put up with my [stupid] migraines if I didn't have rice packs to calm me down. Cause guess what we don't love and don't feel the least bad saying it? Migraines, people. We don't love migraines.

Now. Because I have a migraine...I really don't feel like taking a picture today. That's good news for you because that means instead you get to hear the story of that man up there. He sits on the side of America West Arena and he [as typically happens on that side of town] asked us if we had some change for him. Neither of us had any on us at the time [I know that "that's what they all say" but really! We didn't!] but instead of giving us a dirty look and moving on to the next folk, he asked if I would take a picture of him. That's a question I'll never answer no to, so I raised my camera, but I was hesitant. SHAME on me for judging him in my head and assuming he would look dramatically off into the distance with some horrid pity-me face to make me feel even worse for not having change. He lifted his head up, looked straight at me and smiled his big toothy grin. After a quick conversation about what I was going to do with it, and a few questions about what "the 26 percent" was and how to find it, he smiled excitedly and we walked on. [Now watch me tie this into a "Today I Love" post.] I LOVE watching people take the situations they're in, and make the most of them. I get so incredibly inspired by the kid taking orders at Taco Bell who when we pull up to the window, tells us to "Watch this!" and he greets the next car at the speaker with "Salutations! I will be with you in two shakes of that pretty lambs tail!" and laughs with us as we drive on. He's working fast food. In Arizona. He could so complain. Instead, he let's himself enjoy it. I love love love that picture up there because every time I see it it reminds me to appreciate everything I have.

It's like better than a sleeping pill.

On occasion, [more specifically - when I work the next day] I unfortunately have to hit the sheets a bit sooner than Levi does. And by "a bit sooner" I mean eight hours. Minimum. I mean he's still awake when I get up and doesn't go to sleep for another hour after I leave. Last night, was one of those nights. It was one, or twoish when I decided to crash, so I told Levi I was going to sleep. We exchanged smiles and good-nights and I love you's and I went to bed. BUT WAIT. It was one of those splendid nights that we all know and love where our body is screaming for sleep and our minds are like, "Oh no you did NOT just lay down. Just for that I'm going to run a thousand thoughts a second through your head for the next two hours. Just for fun. PARTY OF THE NEURON STIMULI." Ugh. So. As a result. Two hours later. I'm up again. You know. To pee. And get a hot pad. [Since because I was trying to sleep, my stomach also decided to have a little girl party called cramps.] Anyways. Two seconds after I turn the light on, there's the boy.

"I heard you awake! I just wanted to say goodnight one more time."
Insert big perfect pause-button-worthy hug here.
Back I go, smile on my face, I lay down, and guess what people?

Out, like a light.

Now don't tell ME that that boy's love isn't healing.

I think I might just keep him around. Just for nights like these, you know. Oh, and for the times he dances for me. Because really after being on the observing end when he pulls one of these sweet moves out of the sky, your life, will just never be the same. You're welcome, people.

Don't forget to click on this one to view it large. Really - there's no other way.

Today I Love

Today I Love: that Levi and I get along pretty well even though I call the little puffed rice cereal "Golden Puffs" and he calls them "Snaps!" and even though he calls it a "Zerbert" when people blow air on peoples stomachs and I call it a "Raspberry". [You be the judge.] I also love celebrating each others little accomplishments. And I love optimistic people like Dallis Wiens who is reminding me to smile today because I am just so blessed.

Today WE love: that I work late enough into the morning to run errands with him first. Yipppeeee!

Because I'm sure you're sick of our faces...

I've been working endlessly on this photoshoot I did last Saturday for some of my family. I won't lie, I'm a little crazzyyyy about some of these shots, but don't blame me. These two are so in love and so ready to become a little family, it was hard to get a shot where they weren't laughing, and happy, and radiating that attitude. They mostly wanted some engagement shots, but we couldn't help but throw Mama's little girl in for a few. Thought I'd share a few of my favorites today!

And, just in case you were wondering, TODAY I LOVE the way the boy humors my pathetic-ness when I'm feeling a little under the weather and how excited he gets to share his favorite things with me. I also love cuddling up to him and hearing story after story about broken bones and childhood dramas all because I asked about a little scar. [No really, it's probably one of my favorite things!] I also love the new Reese's Ice Cream Sandwiches. And on that note. Please excuse me. It's time for a Wal-Mart run.

Today I Love

Today I love: mountains of melting butter on top of a fresh-out-of-the-oven blueberry muffin [and yes, I REFUSE to count calories when it comes to those things]. I also love the natural light of a cloudy day and the natural song of raindrops on the roof. I love how the boy pulls off the nerd-glasses look better than Peter Parker and I love that he wears shoes made in Italy with logo tees and I love that he doesn't make me feel the least bit guilty for staying in pajamas all day long.

Today WE he loves: catching me in the act of writing "I love Levi" notes all over myself. [I just might still be in junior high. It's cool.]

Learnin' somethin' every day.

This morning, boy and I ate an artichoke. [Keep ye in mind that this is actually our evening. We've been up since yesterday afternoon. Sleep soon? Yes yes.] Boy and I eat artichokes differently. Boy mixes mayo and lemon, I mix butter and lemon. Unfortunately, upon finishing the cooking stage of said artichoke, boy realized we were out of his Real Foods Real Mayonnaise! I naively pointed out that I had just gotten a big jar of Kraft Mayo with Olive Oil and that it was virtually the same thing. He [trying desperately to be appreciative, bless his heart] tentatively mixed some of it together with lemon. Three bites later we were headed for Frys.

In conclusion, Real Foods > Kraft. Lesson learned.

Here is what I love. I love learning him. Since things like sandwich condiment brands could really matter less to me, I love learning that it does to him. I didn't know that a year ago. Really there was so much that I didn't know the day Levi took this picture.

I certainly didn't know he was about to kiss me [Of course according to him, he didn't either. Right.] I didn't know yet that I would soon be madly [and hopelessly and pathetically and desperately and perfectly] in love with him. I didn't know that he preferred Chocolate Instant Breakfast over Nestle's Chocolate Milk. I didn't know that Knotts with seeds is his favorite to put on English Muffins. I didn't even know that he abhorred onions [and once you know Levi, that's something you learn really quickly].

Now, after this morning, if you and I were to go grocery shopping, and I had mayonnaise on my list, I could puff out my chest and proudly head to the Best Foods section, explaining to you confidently that "that, is what the boy prefers". Tell me people, really, could there be a more valuable life lesson to be learned? I am here to tell you. There most definitely, is NOT.

Dear Levi,
Love you more than artichoke hearts and newly-hemmed shorts. Let's never stop learning each other.
Love, Me

Today I Love

Today I love: his arm around me in the truck, his arm around me at dinner, his arm around me while we visit with the family, I love being claimed by him. I love when he puts on an old shirt and it smells exactly like he did three years ago. I love thanking him every time he gets my door and I love that he knows me well enough to know what to order for me at Taco Bell without calling to ask.

Today WE love: spending an entire day working on the trucks, to get in them the next day and have them work flawlessslllyyyyy.

Today I Love

Today I love: crowds of people, five dollar pretzels, LOUD voices spitting on my neck and yelling in my ears all night long, and feeling like at any moment I am without a doubt going to be either groped or pick-pocketed or quite possibly both. Okay okay. I really don't love any of those things BUT they are all so worth it once in a while because I DO love getting to see the Suns up close and personal with my man every so often! I love getting to meet some of his old friends and I love the smell of popcorn vendors and I love Grant Hill. That is all.

Today WE love: standing in front of billions of people getting our picture taken "with the court behind us"! We are such nerds. And we love it.

If he can't do it, no one can!

Be it a cheaply made pool rack, a disproportionately laid out backyard, a never-ceasing CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP coming from a half-blown straightener or even a little tree who got froze in the horrid cold this last winter and could have been called a goner all the way down to the bottom inch, you can be sure that Levi, will make it work. Believe me when I say, the boys appreciation for things is out of this world.

I didn't really understand it, at first. Enter...my straightener. The thing would probably be considered unbearably ghetto to anyone else, but every time I look at it? Fireworks go off of inside of me and I get this inner burst of confidence and pride! [Go ahead, ask me why.] Here's why. Two or three months after moving in with Levi, the stupid thing broke. But not the normal kind of break. Not the every day "It just stopped heating up!" kind of break. No, no. My straightener, is special. Some genius at the Paul Mitchell factory decided that after an hour, they would make the thing automatically turn off. Great, right? The world is making us humans lazier and lazier and who doesn't love em for it? However. They decided to take it a step further. They decided that along with it turning off after that hour, they're going to make it chirp. Over. And over. And over. About every 10 seconds.

...Why?

It doesn't remind you to turn it off, because it does that automatically. It doesn't remind you that you were in the middle of straightening your hair so get back in there and do it, because if it were there for that it would stay hot for you. No, no. The stupid thing just chirps its little heart out letting you know you're officially safe from any potential fire hazard. Great. Thanks for that. Not.

Here's what's worse. What's worse, is when the wires inside of it start waring out so now instead of chirping only once it's off [Paul Mitchell should read that because could that sound any stupider??] the &$%@ thing chirps every time you pick it up, turn it over, bend the cord, don't bend the cord, or move it or jump up and down next to it or sing a song in the shower or go see the grand canyon or ANYTHING in between! The thing just chirped! My instinct?

TOSS THAT SON OF A BLEEP FAR FAR AWAY.

Levi's?

Why don't we fix it. Wait, what?

I am [now] proud to say that I listened to that boy and a few minutes stripping wire, some electrical tape and MOUNDS of duct tape on top later?

Silence. Sigh. It was a beautiful thing, indeed. Thus, Mrs. Appreciation, was born.

So yesterday. One of the most extreme, and possibly awesomest examples of the boys knack for this, I've seen yet. You know that freeze out Arizona had this year? Us desert people aren't exactly prepared for the cold weather and a lot of our trees suffered from it. One, in particular took it pretty hard. She was kind of a runt to begin with, but she was a pretty runt. She just never fully recovered. Her leaves were brown, her trunk was brown, everything was brown and all except for the bottom inch or two - the poor girl could easily have passed as dead. Anyone else would have taken her as a thing of the past. Was Levi willing to give up on her that easily? Heavens no!

I won't even try to put into words the way he salvaged Lil' Sissy. Just see for yourself.

You see that little tiny sprig of life tied up to those two poles? "That's going to be the new tree!!" he told me with the same smile on his face that I'm certain he gave his mother the first time he peed in the potty. Cause he was just that proud. Why? Because once again, he took something that had the potential to let him down, and instead, he found a way to make it work.

My boyfriend, ladies and gentleman. At. His. Finest.

Today I Love

Today I love: Remembering hot chocolate days [whilst I sweat to death in a five minute car ride], coming home to a house that smells like home, starting to walk inside after keeping the boy company while he lays manure and having him stop me because he's just not quite finished chatting yet, and the times he tells me to go for it when I'm craving something that may or may not be considered healthy. I also love changing into comfy clothes after a day of work and Jane Austen and talking to old acquaintances that you suddenly realize you get along quite well with!

Today we love: having band-aids on hand. Necessary.

Today I Love

Today I love: waking up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and Levi making sure to wrap his arm around me until my heart slows back down [mostly just the part about the boy, I don't really love the nightmares themselves], I also love the face he makes he when looks into the sun, and the way he wears whatever clothes I most recently fixed for him non-stop for the next several days. I love walking past our pictures hanging on the wall to get into the kitchen, and I love looking into the living room and seeing the fan we hung and the curtains we fixed and reminiscing on all the lovely memories we form just by doing those kinds of things together.

Today WE love: rushing out every morning to check on Froberto, Fracia Domingo, Golden, Zeuss and all our other beautiful sprouting trees!

Today I Love

Today I love: getting to be the one who sews up Levi Chell Roberts clothes when he needs it, watching world news together at stupid-o-clock in the morning, leaving inspirational [because of course they're only ever inspirational....] messages for him on our little message board, and how just now when we crossed paths at the bottom of the stairs he stopped to pick me up in a big hug and told me it was good to see me even though we see each other approximately 17,892,224 times a day anyway. PS: I also love pastel colors [for the first time in my life]. Something about them is making me happy lately! Oh, and I love staying in boyfriends shirt all day long. Cause why not, really?

Today WE love: filing taxes. [HA!]

Today I Love

Today I love: a clean kitchen on Sundays, sleeping in on Sundays, basketball on Sundays, and the boy on Sundays. [But then, I guess I love him on everyday, really.] Also I love when he asks me to remind him of something and when I forget [because inevitably, I will forget] he still remembers and thanks me like I reminded him anyway. I love how hard he works and how he notices things and I love love love when he asks for my help.

Today WE love: clean white baseboards.

[PS: Sorry for the over-use of this photo shoot. I'll change it up tomorrow, I promise!]

Not that this happened or anything, but...

...here is the difference between Levi and I.

Lets say, for example, that I were vacuuming the downstairs. Levi would, without question stay upstairs until I were done, and the next time he went outside he would tap his shoes off before coming in, and if he ate again very soon after I were finished, he would eat over a counter, or a plate, or anywhere that there would be no [even remote] possibility of dropping crumbs, grass, or ANYTHING on the ground that I had just cleaned. Then, if, per chance he forgot for a minute or two [which wouldn't happen, but just for the example let's say it does] and he dropped anything on said floor, there would be a "BABE!" and a hands-on-hip kind of tapping of my foot would take place until he picked up whatever he dropped and all order would be restored.

Now. Say, for example, Levi were vacuuming the downstairs. He would take quite possibly three times as long to do it, only because he would be getting all the places I had forgotten to get the last time I did it. Then, he would have to go over the few spots that I came frolicking carelessly out of the bedroom rubbing in the fact that I had an over-sized Reese's Peanut Butter Egg half in my hand and half in my mouth and he didn't. Dropping crumbs all the while, of course. He, however would simply smile and laughingly tell me that "he saw those crumbs I dropped, little lady" and I'd go squealing back into the bedroom pretending it didn't happen until a few moments later when he turned off the vacuum and I went "Sorrryyyyy Honeyyyy"-ing it into the room again where he would make a silly "Mmmmmhmmmm!" sound and kiss me on the cheek as I once again scurried out of the room in order to not get any further in his way.

In conclusion, he's pretty much the PERFECT boyfriend and I'm not entirely sure WHY that boy puts up with me.

Sigh.

Goodnight.

Today I Love

Today I love: making extra food just for him, then having him come into the kitchen saying "Aw man, smells good, do you think you could make me some?" Already done, baby! I love the way he hates wasting things like food, time and money, the way he washes his hands after every chip *even though* he's just going to reach right into the bag again, the times he comes up behind me and puts his head on my shoulder just to remind me he's there and that he's just immature enough to appreciate a good milkshake mustache. I also love finding new photographers like this girl to stalk as inspiration.

Today WE love: Multi-grain Creamy Ranch Pringles and how the Pringles company STILL, after all this time, has not figured out that they need to make the dang cans bigger! [Today YOU love how probably 95% of the things WE love have to do with food. You LOVE it. Trust me.]

Today I Love

Today I love: arguments about whether or not I snore [which I don't], arguments about whether or not his head ends up in my side through ninety percent of the night [which it does], and arguments about whether or not any of it really even matters since it is so worth it to wake up next to each other every morning anyway. Also I love sandwiches with avocado in the summertime, wearing handkerchiefs around my wrist, and taking pictures in places where people drive by and look at you like, "Aw, poor couple doesn't have anybody to take pictures of them. Tsk tsk tsk." If they only knew...

Today WE love: that we'll be at the lake in t minus one month! [Give or take a couple days.]

Two things.

Two things I never thought I'd see. [And probably two things you never thought you'd see either, yes?]

Numero Uno. Levi's entire top half stuffed into the uppermost cabinet above the microwave in our kitchen. Of course I never thought I'd see anyone stuffed into such an awkward position like that. Who knew that the dumb [and loud] CLANG-ing sound the vent was making everytime the wind blew would present such a stellar on-site photo-shoot.

Numero two [AKA: dos]. Levi crouched practically flat halfway down the stairs, peering at me through the railing. Resulted in a [slightly out of control] series of ducking behind walls and diving into next rooms holding our fingers in the air and yelling "Pew pew! PEW!" and ended in 30 seconds of silence. I crawled up the stairs only to find him laying halfway down the first flight muttering his last words.
Girl: 1. Boy: 0.

Forgive the low quality pictures. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Really you should just be impressed I have any pictures at all to go with stories like these!

Today I Love

Today I love: going with Levi to get a tree and standing too close to the greenhouse when they pull the plastic back and getting a bunch of nasty condensation water dumped RIGHT on my head then getting laughed at for it [Typical.], cooking old [almost forgotten] amazing recipes, the boy saying "Good morning baby!" every morning without fail, his [supposed to be] inconspicuous "I hope she doesn't notice that I just grabbed her favorite cereal..." face, the way he talks to me about things that are important to me, and how he still gets excited for me in Fantasy Basketball even though I'm pretty much kicking his everlasting trash. Oh, and going to get the mail together. Because it's unnecessary. But fun. And I like that he asks me to go with him. And that is all.

Today WE love: pretending that I'm just as good of a help on things like holding up a microwave and hefting a tree into the ground as any of his muscular guy buddies.

Today I Love

Today I love: how fully the boy encourages me, borrowing his shoes for quick trash or mail runs, visiting him "at work", listening to Colin Coward together, keeping my phone on silent and not even looking at it till midway through the afternoon, days when every time you start to get too hot - the wind blows and cools you perfectly off again, and listening to him sing in the shower.

Today WE love: sneaking around and snapping pictures of the other when they don't know it [See above picture AND insert tackling of the boy and some serious punishment tickle war-ing here. In my defense, the rock I was looking at had shiny things on it. Who doesn't look at shiny rocks when they see one??]

Today I Love

Today I love: the way he lifts and supports the people around him, watching him do his hair [Aren't guys' hair routines the greatest??], eating breakfast with him and/or running into him in the kitchen and him taking it as an excuse to hug me, super cloudy super windy days where you can still go outside without wearing a jacket and being home with him!

Today WE love: no-bakes. Yum.

Send your condolences.

At the ripe age [for a tree] of one years old, we had to say good-bye to our pretty littlest Sissoo today. Fraicia [pronounced Fray-Sha] was a grand ole' tree while we had her to say the least, and we're not the least bit ashamed to tell you that we shed a tear as they wheeled her away.

Yeah, I know, I'm admitting up front that we're definitely get-attached kind of people. We name our tress. We cook the same things over and over. We get attached.

Newsflash. It's okay to get attached.

Like for example, I'm attached to Levi. And really, wouldn't we all just be seriously concerned if I wasn't?

It's the weekend. Go have fun.

I'm gonna go get ready for bed.

In the same PJ's I wore last night.

Cause why?

Cause I'm attached, of course.

G'night.

Give me sunshine, anyday!

Seriously people, here is something I love more than anything...

The first tan line of the summer! Really is there anything better than getting outside after being bundled up, boxed up, and heated up for months on end? Throwing on shorts and a tank, sitting down somewhere comfy and enjoying the first rays of spring on those pasty legs?

I submit, that there is not.

Boy and I hung pictures yesterday. Has anyone else finished hanging pictures and then thought about possibly adding a big "Disclaimer: We are actually NOT stuck up, full of ourselves, little narcissists. We just don't have anything else to hang pictures of other than ourselves so that is the only thing we will be accepting judgment on at this point in time." sign in the entryway? Might be necessary. [Need to get married and have a baby reason #1.]

Despite the fact that walking through our house feels a little [to us] like walking through a House of Mirrors, it made me a little happily reminiscent. When I moved in back in May, the walls were white, the kitchen was [a little] empty, the yard was mostly dirt. [Don't get me wrong babe, I loved it the minute I saw it.] It was just a little bit...impersonal. Since then, we've painted [and re-painted, and re-painted again], cleaned up, organized, filled shelves and drawers, and now, last night, we hung pictures.

Now, it's home. Our home.

Maybe, JUST maybe that's the only better feeling than the sun.
But it's a CLOSE call.

Today I Love

Today I love: this song [Thanks Shantel!], dried roses as a constant reminder that he thinks about me, the ever-growing pile of rags by the kitchen sink [Have you noticed the OCD tendencies in this household?], hanging up pictures together, the way he supports me and everything in my life, keeping the sink clear of dirty dishes for over 24 hours and the way he practically head-banged me right out of the house this morning [Okay, really it may have been just a teeny bit frightening, but I loved it once I survived it!].

Today WE love: loving the same music.

Today I Love

Today I love: when he shortens words that really don't need to be shortened like "Ficus" to "Fyke", the total high he gets when the house is utterly spotless, scavenger hunts to find the hand towel [You wouldn't believe some of the places that thing ends up!], the little half smile he kept giving me yesterday while I was setting up the camera, when he calls me "little" and the way he inspires me to eat healthy.

Today WE love: making our house feel like home.