Tuesday, October 28, 2008

The luckiest.

I am so lucky to have mushy. Here is our fall family portrait - sans ying and yang.


Thursday, October 23, 2008

Lost loves.....

I found out the other day that you can take your negatives to Costco and they will put them on a disk for you! It was much cheaper than I thought it would be. After I got the disk back I was going through the pics and thought I would share a couple of them with you. I found so many that had been forgotten, how sad! It funny how attached we get to certain images. Maybe we remember the way it smelled, and what kind of weather it was when we took it. The feeling we had standing before something beautiful. Or we remember where we were in life, and where we thought we were going. Well for these pics I was away in Europe. I loved the detail and history around every corner. Every frame has its special little story. I'll post some more from my next batch. In the mean time I think you should all post a meaningful picture to you. I want to know how you were feeling at the time and why its so special! Leave me a comment telling me all about it!




Wednesday, October 15, 2008

love or ocd?

Mushy re-organized my closet. He then gave me a lesson on how to keep it organized. I love the new layout of the closet, but I have to wonder..... Did he do this because he loves me? He knew that every woman would dream to have a big closet with well organized clothing filling it up? Or did he do this because my side of the closet was driving him nuts, and after two years of taking it he finally gave in and spent the afternoon organizing? Well either way, I love it! Thanks Mushy!

Friday, October 3, 2008

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I always had aspirations to make it big. Learn French. Move to Paris- for good. Instead, I met my soul mate, and our two lives became one. We decided to make it small, and moved to a little city. The inspiration for this blog came to me, while I was driving on an old country road with the top down and my man at the wheel. As the fields flew by, and the the Wasatch Mountains glowed in the Sunset. I realized that I may never be able to speak French and I will never move to Paris but I had made it big after all. This blog is dedicated to all the little things that make small town living beautiful.