these days.

working in my yard as much as possible.

enjoying more time with casey than we have in months.

unpacking holiday decorations.

realizing how hard it is to condense 1800 sq. feet of stuff into a 950 sq. ft. house.

loving being so close to my family again.

watching the presidential debates, even though they raise my blood pressure.

dreaming up christmas gifts and projects.

pinning fall outfits.

buying boots, boots, and more boots.

wishing for peace of mind about our financial situation.

wearing leggings with boots.

layering bracelets and necklaces.

re-working heels into my wardrobe.

finding ways to be outside.

starting to feel better again, finally.

trying to take better care of my skin.

eating lots of soup.

thinking about tattoo designs.

wondering what the next few months have in store.

refusing to dwell on the what ifs.

reading inspirational quotes and scriptures.


#photoadayjune week 2

well, here it is. week 2 of the #photoadayjune challenge. you can find my photos daily on twitter and instagram and i’ll be posting weekly recaps here on the blog.

i have to say, i honestly wasn’t loving the challenge this week. i’m not 100% sure if it was the prompts or just my frame of mind – but i just couldn’t get into it. most of them didn’t actually find their way to my twitter or instagram. apologies.

(i’m always torn as to whether or not this challenge should be used as a way to document my life or as ‘artsy’/ normally wouldn’t take them shots. currently, it’s a mix of both.)

oh well. for better or for worse, here’s week 2. enjoy!

day five: sign; this is a truck we found for sale (obviously) a while back. i loved the truck, the sign was borderline hideous.

day six: hat; (confession – this pic is OLD. she’s not nearly so little now but still just as cute). she loved her hello kitty hat.

day seven: drink; my daily dose of diet coke. fun fat: when i put this on instagram, the official diet coke page “liked” it. cool!

day eight: 6 o’clock; back in the studio, trimming pots.

day nine: your view today; it was a lazy lazy day and after casey left for work, i sat on the bed and played in my craft paper supply for hours. exciting, huh?

day ten: the best bit of my weekend; do you have to ask? it’s always spending time with casey. (i’ve recently dubbed him boo-boo and i have no idea why. i’m not sure if he appreciates it, but he’s adjusting. so if you hear me refer to ‘boo-boo’ here, it’s not a hot new man – just the same hot man i married 🙂

day eleven: door; possibly the least creative photo i’ve ever taken.

what do you think? is there something you would have done differently with the prompts?

thanks for following my #photoaday posts here on my little blog! i love reading the sweet comments you leave and i hope that some of you will join me in the challenge!


Sweet Shot Tuesday with Kent Weakley


#photoadaymay week 4

here is week four of the #photoadaymay series. you can find my photos daily on twitter and instagram and i’ll be posting weekly recaps here on the blog.

i’m still loving this challenge. i can’t wait until i’ve acquired enough photos to make a poster/book/whatever. this week, fat mum slim released the june list – i think the lists are getting better every month!

below are my photos for the fourth week of may. enjoy!


day 23: pink; the blanket my sister made me for christmas a few years back. great for curling up on the couch and crashing until casey makes it home.

day 23: technology; this is my set-up at work. two screens=more production, right? riiiighhhht …

day 24: something new; this is my new summer purse, purchased on my shopping spree last week. it’s cute. it’s tiny. it was a steal at $16 bucks. thank you, Ross!

day 25: unusual; i had to downsize my keyring to fit in the new tiny purse. it’s unusual for me to have more keys than keyrings. 🙂

day 26: 12 o’clock; it’s tyson’s naptime. heck, he naps all the time. but i always seem to catch him midday, paws up, and smiling.

day 27: something sweet; my adorable niece, kinsley. as long as she stays tiny and cute, i can procrastinate bringing more kids into casey’s family. 🙂

day 28: the weather today; the weather all weekend was beautiful but HOT. big white puffy clouds didn’t provide much relief from the heat, but they sure were pretty.


thanks for following my #photoaday posts here on my little blog! i love reading the sweet comments you leave and i hope that some of you will join me in the challenge!


Sweet Shot Tuesday with Kent Weakley

#photoadaymay week 3

here is week three of the #photoadaymay series. you can find my photos daily on twitter and instagram and i’ll be posting weekly recaps here on the blog.

for some reason, it’s getting a little harder to keep up these days. the weekends, mostly – which is strange because i take the most photos on the weekends. this week was a little better than last, but i must find more enthusiasm!

below are my photos for the third week of may. enjoy!

day 15: love; these three boys are the loves of my life. they bring me so much happiness, just looking at their precious faces. and the best part is, they love me too! 🙂

day 16: what you’re reading; i’m sure i won’t be the first to say that i think tina fey is amazing. this quote from her about body image is pretty spot on, right?

day 17: snack; actually, this banana ending up serving as lunch too. a total bad idea, i know, but it was a busy week.

day 18: something you made; a mid-session photo of the weekend’s studio labors. the odd looking one became a little gourd bird house. and only a few of those lids made the cut.

day 19: a favorite place; i’m sure you got my drift yesterday when i told you how much i LOVED being in the studio again. it’s a great place to relieve some stress. especially since i’ve been slacking on my running 🙂

day 20: something you can’t live without; i never realized that it would be possible to love someone with my whole heart. God certainly knew what he was doing when he blessed me with this man – he even puts up with my crazy! 🙂

day 21: where i stand; you know – i really wanted to do a different play on this – where i stand beliefs-wise instead of just looking down. but a whole day spent with the sweet man in the photo above changed my mind.


thanks for following my #photoaday posts here on my little blog! i love reading the sweet comments you leave and i hope that some of you will join me in the challenge!


Sweet Shot Tuesday with Kent Weakley

#photoadaymay week one

here is week one of my first full month of the #photoaday series. you can find my photos daily on twitter and instagram and i’ll be posting weekly recaps here on the blog. i’m really enjoying this challenge and seriously considering turning all of my photos into some sort of book at the end of the year. so far i’ve been fairly successful at keeping up. i’ve only fell behind once, this weekend, when things were tough. below are my photos for the first week of may. enjoy!

day 1: peace; this is the drive home to my parent’s house. i have driven this route so many times i could do it with my eyes closed. being on this road always means home to me, and that brings me peace.

day 2: skyline; i love the way the clouds look here, too bad that pesky powerpole is intruding.

day 3: something you wore; this was my birthday outfit, complete with the little “it’s my birthday” ribbon i was given at work. yes, i wore it all day. 🙂

day 4: fun; VIP ticket to the crawfish boil from my wonderful friend alyssa and an antique crown royal flask from one of our favorite trinket shops.

day 5: bird; hm, perhaps a little morbid – but there was chicken in my cinco de mayo creation. real birds don’t come in my yard because of the little monsters. (btw, this was totally yummy – maybe i’ll post a recipe later!)

day 6: you; this is me at my mom’s about to blow out the candles (two days late) and sweet casey is being a little creepy.

day 7: someone who inspires you; my daddy. he’s getting ear licks from tyson here. i wanted to include my mom as well, but she’s not too keen on having her photo taken. 🙂

Sweet Shot Day

by the way … the giant birthday post is still coming. i was going to write it this weekend, but, ya know…

weathering the storm

april is over. i’m sure i’m not the only person in alabama breathing out a sigh of relief right now.

for me, april was always a month to look forward to.

school is coming to an end, summer is around the corner, warm weather is approaching.

now, for me and so many others in this state, april is a month of anxiety. a month where, in my head, every small thunderstorm could excalate into something that would rip my life out from under me.

april 27, 2011 was a day that will live in the memory of everyone in this state. but, that isn’t where our story started. on april 27, 2011 our world had already been rocked. although the storms came close to us on that day, we were blessed not to be touched.

i’ll stop here to say that i’ve never been frightened of storms. i was that little girl sitting on the front porch with my daddy, watching the weather pass us by, while my mom hovered near the bathroom – mattress ready to dive under if things got too rough. i was the little girl who loved to play in the rain, and cried when the lighting began and i was forced to come inside. i was the little girl that thought nature would never touch me or my family on our little hill. i was the little girl who, apparently, needed a reality check.

back up two more weeks. april 13, 2011. i was at school, finishing up a few things to get ready for my final senior review (i graduated this past december). it started getting fairly rough outside and there are always a few that get nervous when bad weather comes around. i was quite the opposite, nothing ever happens here. i was told to knock on wood that nothing happens. ‘knock on glass to save my ass’ was my reply as i erached over and pecked the window behind me and got back to work.

then i get a call from casey. baby, i think you need to come home – there’s been damage to the house.

okay, we lost some shingles? maybe a window got busted?

or maybe a 125 year old water oak split in half and landed right smack in the middle of the house – crushing the roof above the room where we sleep and narrowly missing the room where my husband sat alone eating dinner. yeah, let’s go with that one.

let me insert here that this is our first house. it was my grandparent’s house. we got married while we lived in this house. we put our blood, sweat and tears into re-modeling this house. we had moved into it in october, less than 6 months before.

my grandfather had wanted to cut that tree for 30 years, my dad told me later.

all in all we lost 5 trees, a fence, a garage and most of a house. they told us it wasn’t even a tornado, just straight line winds. yet everything was twisted.

my husband was safe, but over an hour away from me – with the storm that had caused all the damage between us.

it took me about three hours for the storm to pass and make it home. i had one initial breakdown when i first saw the house with the tree on it, but after that i operated on autopilot.

we waited on daylight. it took two days to salvage our stuff, most of which went into storage. we moved in with my mom. people came to remove the tree. i went back to school and completed my review.

and there was a hole. in our roof and then in me. we were virtually homeless (thank goodness for parents or we truly would have been). we found out that casey lost his job (great timing, right?). my grandparent’s house was so severely damaged we debated tearing it down.

and then all of a sudden it was april 27th. and there were people who lost everything. lives, homes, families.

it made me realize i had all i needed. my parents, my puppies, my husband. my life.

so we picked up the pieces and we moved on. it’s been over a year now. casey got a job (a much better job). i got a job. we moved out into a rental. we are in a much better place than we ever have been. we have it good. but strangely, as we’ve finally decided that we are ready to buy (or, i can’t believe i’d actually consider, build) a house – i’ve found myself missing that little house on the hill.

really, i miss the feeling. we were poor, dirt poor. but we were very, very happy there. we were home. and it was ripped away too soon – like baby birds kicked out of a nest. and as far as we’ve came, this little rental has never really felt like home.

i can’t wait to have that feeling again. i’m tired of being fearful, or anxious. i want to be the girl that isn’t afraid of storms, and sit on my own front porch with my kids and watch the storms pass us by.

but i will always be the girl that knows it can happen to me.