Do you love it? June's favorite thing to do (other than rip up important documents and draw on the television with permanent marker), is to quietly take all of the tissues out of a box.
So. How's your weekend shaping up? I've got a girlfriend coming into town and I'm so excited! I'm all in a whirl feeling Miss Dalloway-esque cleaning up & putting out new flowers :) Tonight we'll make carbonara (at True's request) & then do some fun stuff with the kids this weekend.
I know I've been lousy at posting recently, partly I'll blame it on the anxiety & partly it's just been nice to have a little less pressure. Yesterday Truett and I sat on the couch drinking tea and reading Harry Potter while baby June slept. It was divine. But I've got some fun stuff for next week including a video of June dancing.
Here are a few links & see you back here Monday!
Do you think this window nest box would really work? Wouldn't that be a thrill to share with your kids (or just yourself)?
We're going to Myrtle Beach next weekend for a mini-vacation - my sweet aunt and uncle invited us to come stay with them in their beach condo! - so I'm checking out good what to pack guides (that are simple, of course :)
How to give a killer presentation (thanks, Miriam!)
I like this feminine iPhone case.
A collection of church bell music. We have beautiful church bells that go off in the distance every so often and those, along with the train whistle, strike me as so comforting and pretty.
And, for travel lust, how to choose a durable suitcase.
That's it! Have a great weekend.
These square prints from instagram pictures would make the coolest photo books.
A cool way to separate eggs (& yes, it's faster than the old way, although I'd probably be too lazy to go hunt down an empty bottle).
Speaking of pretty dresses, this bright pink one is on sale at Banana Republic.
We sing Tight Pants around here now constantly.
That's it! Are you guys up north staying warm? My friend Miriam got (happily) stuck here for one more night because of the coming snow storm. Stay cozy :)
For June's birthday, we made kite invitations and invited some of our neighbors and friends over for a tea party.
Then we painted a square on each with enamel chalkboard paint. Here's Truett helping me. He looks thrilled, no? We used the teacups for the party & as take-home favors. We also taped two little pieces of white chalk to each one so the kids could draw pictures or write their names on their cup.
I made a little bunting to go on June's cake, using cardstock, string & small pieces of bamboo skewers.
June was awfully quiet for awhile. Then I found out why.
I borrowed a big roll of white paper from a friend of mine and covered our dining room table, and a bunch of our other tables like the coffee table, chest of drawers in the living room etc. Then I set out small glasses of crayons and markers so the kids could draw on the paper. I even covered the little table in the kid's nook.
Here's June attempting to blow out her candles.
And with a little help :)
Sorry these took so long - hope you enjoyed them! We had SUCH a fun time and the grown ups even got to chat & drink a little wine while the kids played dress up and ran amok outside.
We had June's birthday party a few weekends ago - pictures from that later - and I wanted to show you how I did her invitations. I decided on a tea party - each child had a mini tea cup to take home as a favor, and so I wanted something sweet and old fashioned to represent her party. I landed on...kites! Don't they just seem so springy?
I started with a diamond shaped template I cut from a magazine.
Then I used thick, pale pink cardstock to cut the miniature kites.
After that I cut smaller diamond shapes out of regular white printer paper and taped those to the bigger kite (as a place to write the details).
I cut about six inches of string for each invitation and fastened that to the back with a piece of scotch tape and then cut small ties out of the remaining pale pink card stock.
I was so pleased with the way they came out - I only wish I had beautiful old fashioned hand writing to go with them :) What'd you think? Any genius party invitation ideas?
PS - sorry about the sporadic posting, this anxiety has kind of been kicking my butt lately, but I'll be popping back in as I can (and plan to do a more detailed post about what I've been going through, later).
My parents visited for the weekend - Bud & my father went on a hog hunt Saturday & Sunday - and so yesterday my dad went and got milkshakes for all of the grandkids (Summer and her crew were also stopping by).
IN MY DEFENSE. His milkshake was HUGE and I only asked for a bite. A picture, below, my brother in law took of Truett's temper tantrum as I took a bite. Enjoy.
Sorry for disappearing again - this week was tougher than I expected, but I thought I might have time to put up some Friday links :) We've got two birthday parties this weekend & we might even make it out for a date night. What are you up to?
A very funny exchange between neighbors, over a flood light.
25 tips for traveling with kids. (Bud's one tip: don't)
How wealthy each US state really is (thanks, Miriam!)
That's it - have a great weekend, and I hope to be able to post a bit more next week.
For Christmas, we drove to my parent's house in Florida. It was a 9-ish hour drive that turned into a mildly hellish 12 hour trip with traffic, kids, throw-up and dogs. Still, it could've been so much worse and we got there safe and sound.
I woke up the night before we left with the room swimming and a vertigo/nausea feeling if I moved my head. We powered through and left early that morning anyway.
Preceding the trip was Bud's busiest working season, and a busy season here at the house preparing for Christmas and travel.
When I got into bed at my parent's house that first night of the trip I couldn't sleep. And then I began to worry. And then it turned into a full-blown panic attack. I think I finally fell asleep around 4 in the morning, but I'm not sure.
The next night, same thing. The day following that I said I knew I needed to go to the doctor. I was hanging by my fingernails from exhaustion and anxiety that was moving through me like a freight train. The doctor gave me medicine for the anxiety, told me to take walks alone every night, and then also treated me for the inner-ear infection it turned out I had.
Things got moderately better and we drove home a few days later. I felt like I was doing fine at home, but made an appointment with my GP here three weeks out. One night, a couple of weeks ago, Bud and I had an argument - nothing huge - and when I went to bed I couldn't relax. That night the anxiety hit so hard I couldn't even sleep, at all. I got out of bed at 6 in the morning, called my doctor and begged for an earlier appointment.
In the meantime I went to the coffee shop to meet a few friends. I debated going anywhere, but in the end I knew getting out of the house could help. It just so happened the first other person to get there cocked her head and said, "you know, I never really got to ask you how your Christmas went?" I dissolved and then she said something I will remember forever, "are you sleeping?" I cannot tell you the profound comfort and relief those three words meant. She got it. We talked, it helped enormously, and then later that day I went to the doctor.
She said my chemicals were out of whack - not uncommon for a mother of young children - and put me on a medication to regulate the chemicals and then gave me another prescription for the anxiety in the meantime.
So that's what's been going on. I'm feeling better, but taking nothing for granted. It reminds me of a curve that is getting better, but peaks and valleys on its way.
I do not want to be medicated. I worry that the medicine will take my body's ability away to regulate itself. I worry I won't be myself. I worry about weaning off the meds. But for now, I'm trying to not think about those things and just get better. Hearing horror stories about this or that with regards to anxiety do not help. In fact, the only reason I hesitate to share all of this is because of well-meant comments that set my mind racing.
On the other hand, I believe my friendships with friends and family are what have pulled me through the worst of it. The most powerful healer has been hearing the stories of others who have been through something similar, and come out happy on the other side.
I'm hoping to dip back into this website, though the break has been fantastic, I miss having a place to share. I've got pictures from June's birthday and can't wait to show you! xoxo