a home hodgepodge

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my brain is all over the place when it comes to design.  i feel like i am having a bit of an identity crisis.  but that’s okay.  i like a bit of mish mosh now and again.  a little bit of old.  a little bit of ultra contemporary.  plush and worn.  edgy and crisp.

the one common thread is my love of color.  just a dab will do ya.  i love a muted palette with a pop of bright.  and for some reason, i am into pink right now???  i know.  i am as befuddled as you.  but i have decided to embrace it.

i will be doing some fun things around our place this weekend and will be back with some pictorial updates for you.

happy friday, folks!



i’m a little tea cup


this morning’s coffee…and every morning coffee or tea from here on out…served in a sweet little tea cup that i just received from my grandma’s collection.  i feel so fancy now!  and just think of the tea parties that miss elinor and i will enjoy!  hats and dress up and all! 

i believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.

L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

there is something kind of magical about early mornings.  especially during the summertime.  the days are so long and hot.  but the mornings bring a brief reprieve.  there is a special time before 6:30am when the sun begins to yawn and stretch to peek over the peaks of the desert mountains.  the air is warm and moves delicately.  the light frolics through the fibers of the sheer curtains, creating a certain softness to the rigid forms of our living room.  it is quiet.  it is lovely.  it is fresh.

hubby heads off to work around 5:45.  i smooch him toodle-oo and then i am able to steal a few moments before my day of work and mothering begins.  i take my time.  slowly creating a pot of french press.  the darker and creamier the better.  then i fold myself into the corner of our leather couch and flip on a soft lamp for some additional light while i wait for the sun to arrive.  i sip my coffee and spend some time listening to music and reading and praying.  there is a special feeling in this low light.  mysterious and full of possibilities.  it is a fertile time.  for sowing and preparing for the day ahead.

the steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

…and in case it all sounds too picturesque and idyllic, let me add that these morning times are often punctuated with a nice little pumping session.  ahhh, motherhood.

supporting the bacquets

i wanted to take a moment to introduce you to the bacquet family.  they are an amazing and inspirational and beautiful crew.


this is trax

{and his older brother tyler}

trax and his twin sister tavvi were born on october 10, 2012.  within a few weeks after birth, trax was admitted to the children’s hospital with failure to thrive.  after a week in the hospital and many tests he was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis.

first things first.  please support this sweet family and dear baby boy with your prayers.  but if you or anyone that you know is interested and able to support them financially…here is your opportunity.  they have set up a Go Fund Me page where they can collect donations to help provide for their past, present, and future medical needs.  if you would, consider giving to the bacquets.  no amount is too small.  and share, share, share!  wouldn’t it be amazing to play a part in supporting this family?  they have a long and expensive road to travel.  but, the bacquets trust that the Lord will provide and they look to Him for provision.

God is our Jehovah Rapha and Jehovah Jireh.  He alone can heal and provide.  but you know what?  He likes to use little ol’ you and me to make big things happen.  let’s show them a tremendous and overwhelming outpouring of love and generosity of spirit.  #pray4trax

if you want to follow this family’s amazing and hopeful journey, you can find them on instagram @kassibacquet and @danielbacquet 

i’m sure that you will notice very quickly that their images have a certain joy, glow, and radiance to them.  and no, it isn’t a filter.  they are the real deal. 

you can also visit their Go Fund Me site for prayer requests and updates.


a sweet sixteen

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this weekend we celebrated ben’s sister’s sweet sixteen.  this girl is cleared to operate a motor vehicle?  crazy town.  i can only imagine how we are going to feel when miss elinor hits this milestone.  eeek!

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miss faith is the fashionista on the right.  rocking the kimono and the chic chignon.

anywho…we set up camp at brat haus for the shindig and it was pretty perfect.  there aren’t too many places that can make an outdoor party in the summertime in arizona feel cool and enjoyable…but they did it.  they set us up under a canopy with a 360 degree whirly-mist system and fans.  it was glorious!  we were given two big tables which we covered in craft paper so that the teens could doodle during dinner.  and i made a couple festive tissue garlands so we could clearly mark our territory.

the teen table was loud and fun.  and the “old folks” table wasn’t too shabby either…elinor and auntie katie brought our age average down to a reasonable level.  we noshed on pretzels and fondue.  sipped gourmet sodas.  and chowed on the yummiest brats and duck fat fries.  this place is übertasty.  elinor was a champ.  she ate her bananas, danced, gabbed, chewed on toys, and stayed up HOURS past her bedtime.  party animal.

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elinor loved mom-mom’s mad dance skills.

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and here we are…making faces and being goofy and stuff.  you know, the usual.




today is my grandma’s 99th birthday.  and i know she is having a ball with her Savior.  a perfect heavenly body.  strolling the celestial streets.  worshipping at the feet of Jesus.  feasting at His splendid table.  way better than anything we could do for her here.  no lame party hats or balloons for this lady.  she is truly LIVING now.

happy birthday, sweet grandma.  we miss you and love you… and we look forward to an eternity of celebration together in the realms of glory.

my sweet little grandma.  a woman of great strength and personality.  she was intrepid, tenacious while composed, and delightfully cheeky.  always with a mischievous glimmer in her eye or playful smirk on her face.  she had no qualms about speaking her mind and responding with a sassy eye roll when the discourse warranted.

my grandma had an iron will.  a determination that allowed her to face the challenges of life with seemingly effortless resolve.  she endured.  she persevered.  she encountered hardships and met them with a steady countenance.

my grandma loved maple donuts, tomato sandwiches, and pralines and cream ice cream.  i would watch her as she took delicate bites and savored each morsel.  she always took just enough and would slowly relish the flavor.  never rushing.

my grandma had moxie.  she was independent and robust.  she thought nothing of shoveling snow well into her nineties.  if something had to be done, she would be the one to do it.  my grandma was gifted with her hands.  and her hands were strong.  from years of working and kneading and rearing and quilting and embroidering.  she was meticulous and crafted remarkable works.  items that will be cherished by posterity.

my grandma was a superb cook.  her kitchen was ambrosial and warm.  my grandma made the most incredible applesauce.  pink applesauce.  her unique recipe. tart and sweet and tasty.  my grandma made the best strawberry jam.  carmine deliciousness that was perfect on buttery, toasted, white bread.

my grandma was an example of a Proverbs 31 woman.  she dresses herself with strength and makes her arms strong.  she puts her hands to the distaff, and her hands hold the spindle.  she is not afraid of snow for her household.  she looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness.  her children—and grandchildren—rise up and call her blessed.  what a life.  what a tremendous example.  grandma, you will be missed.  but our sweet memories of you live on and we rejoice that you are with your Savior, living in perfect peace, unending bliss, and eternal satisfaction.


an anniversary celebration

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to celebrate seven years we did something a bit different than our usual date night at royal palms.  since t.cook’s is getting a face lift {p.s. so darn excited for the fresh restaurant grand opening in september.  new decor.  new chef.  new menu.  eeeep!  what a great excuse for a fabulous date night!} we figured that we would take a year off from tradition and head over to lon’s for dinner.  it still has a wedding vibe since it was the site of our rehearsal dinner.  and let me say, we do not go here enough.  it is quintessential arizona.  so laid back and desert rustic.  and with the picturesque mountains as a backdrop, we did it up in style.  i even busted out the fancy shoes and purse!  we dropped off miss e and headed to the hermosa inn a bit early for some relaxation in the lounge.  after unwinding and getting in some good pre-dinner conversation, we moved the party to the dining room for a super tasty tasting menu.  wow.  lots of food.  lots of laughter.  lots of just good stuff.  i love spending time with my man.  we have a swell time together.  we reminisced.  we talked about the future.  we shared stories and hopes and dreams and plans.  we talked about us.  life is sweet.  here’s to years and years and years together…