My Boy Graduated Today

My boy graduated today.  From Kindergarten!!!  What a year!  Notable things of this year for him include him learning how to read (and read well!), how to tell time, addition and subtraction in math as well as a tiny bit of multiplication (of his own curiosity)...  He had his first girlfriend (not incredibly pleased about this - back off, lady!) and he made some good friends.  More importantly, with him and his brother being in different classes, they became better friends.  Far better.  I see how they are today and remember back through our first year all together as a family and am sent into a state of euphoria simply with the realization of how far we've all come and bonded as a real family.  We may be technically blended, but the thought never crosses my mind.  We are all one, strong family, and we are so blessed for it.  We are all so blessed.

Rainy Day

I'm in love.  It's raining and we have lightening and thunder to boot.  What a perfect Saturday.  Happy, happy!

Buxton Blue

I absolutely adore this color.  It was, truly, love at first sight when I was flipping through a Pottery Barn catalog and I knew that I had to surround myself with this color.  That was years ago.  Shortly after first seeing this particular shade of blue, I found a gorgeous, leather, “Buxton Blue” journal and scrawled “The Color of My Walls” on the first page as a sort of christening.  Being the hit and run writer that I am, I have numerous pretty journals bought with the good intention of filling their pretty, lined pages that have...well, only seen pen a small handful of times before being set upon a shelf somewhere (usually as decor - I love how they look).  Fast forward, two years later, having just finished this guest bathroom remodel, I stumbled upon this long forgotten journal.  I open it up, mostly to confirm that I hadn’t written a whole lot, to see my old words scrawled across that page.  Sure enough, I walk into the bathroom with the journal and it’s the very same color.  These are the little things in life that I crave.  Fortunately, my life is full of these kinds of happenings. 

Also inside the journal, by the way, was a list of the qualities in a man that I must have.  I distinctly remember having completely given up on dating and resigned myself (openly and happily even) to being single until my son was old enough to take care of himself (I was 26 at the time, my boy being about 4 - old enough, by the way was at least 18).  I hate dating and I made the list to remind myself that I’m worth it to not settle.  To remind me that I’m worth it to set lofty goals and expect the outcome to be fulfilled (and fulfilling).  Sure enough, as I run down the list, I’m reading my husband all over.  It’s only been two years since I wrote that and we’ve been together almost all of those two years.  Shortly after writing in that journal, I did something completely out of character for me, like an urge.  I signed up on eHarmony, met my now husband that very first day, and now we’re one of those sappy commercials.  Well, we’re not literally in one of those commercials, but our story is like each one you’ve seen on TV.  I am so grateful for him and all that he has brought into my life.

We got married, moved, bought our first house - an adorable 1928 “Dollhouse” with a touch of Tudor influence - and have started fixin’ her up.  The guest bathroom and now the laundry room, are both Buxton Blue.  I would paint every room that color if The Man wouldn't kill me for it.  Slowly but surely, the house is feeling like a home and I now have my favorite color on my walls.