muffins. oh my.

so . . . my sister works as a hostess [and part-time baker] at a fine dining restaurant.
she worked this morning, because as it turns out, tons of people loved the idea of taking their mumsies out to brunch for mother's day. ;)
she brought home a few things . . .
such as lemon poppyseed muffins, and blueberry muffins.
divine.
so i poured myself a cup of coffee and may or may not have had two of each kind.
they're my top two favorite kinds of muffins.
only wish i could've shared. ;)

hope you all had a beautiful mother's day, loving on your/a mother, being one, or something awesome like that. :)

artistic endeavors: i just want you.

so. this happened way back in november.
right around the 19th, to be exact.
i love it. 
:)
here's a link to the context of the quote.
gilbert and anne, talking it out.

i started painting it at dusk.

it was inspired by a graphic i'd seen. no, sadly, this is not an original.
but i did kind of make it my own....a little bit.

see? the original.

 ♥

gorgeous mornings, coffee, and weekly news.

it's 8:18am and an utterly gorgeous morning.

i brewed coffee this morning for myself.
it's the first time since last week's sunday.
why? because i was sick all last week.
came down with a case of the chills during the service at church, came home, took a long nap, had fever/chills/aches/coughing all week....and now i'm getting better. thank God.
i still haven't been getting as much sleep as i could, considering i go to bed at 9:30 lately [insert gasp here; just a month or more ago i called my sister anna a grandma for going to bed at that hour. lol.], but with coughing and all that, i wake up a lot through the night.

 justin, drawing robots for danny boy. :) d.a.r.l.i.n.g.

then, friday night justin drove up here, and stayed till sunday afternoon. that was great...i went off and on with a fever, but it was good anyways...so good to see him again. :)
so yeah, i haven't been craving or brewing coffee all week because of the darn sickness....:P
but,
this morning.

i woke at 6 to my fiance's voice on the phone as he drove to work another day.
i watched out the window as the sun came up and brightened the trees colors.

i packed apples, blackberries, and strawberries to eat at work later.
i brewed some coffee. 
finally.
i love gorgeous days like this.
now to figure out what i want to wear to work......
i have to say, i was excited to feel the urge to write a few words in this post editor here in blogger this morning. it feels like it's been forever.
so . . . . hi!!!

old journal-blog entry: missing you.

music of the moment: away we go: eisley.

the parents are gone to the restaurant of two weeks ago; coffee is brewing, i'm having a piece of pecan cheesecake for no reason, and i'm missing you.
[written and drafted:
6:45pm, friday december 9 2011]

something i wrote on saturday, february 25, 2012.

8pm

God is all about relationships.

i believe they are nearly-just-about-most-likely the most important thing in this life.

relationships take muscles.

guts.

heart.

feelings.

investment.

choosing.

sincerity.

time.

patience.

all the fruits of the Spirit.

prayer.

openness.

gratitude.

lenience.

silliness.

coffee. ;)

dreaming.

and marriage...

is one of the most important relationships some of us will ever be blessed to grow in.

sometimes it hits me and i battle wonder and disbelief that, put simply, before i turned 20, i met the one for me.

the one i want to learn, love, and live life with.

the next line is found at the end of this post by ladaisi.

(Love: figuring life out together.)
~~~

the next paragraph or two is from a post found here.

excerpt:

Our one certainty: We are in this together. And you will make me cry and I will make you furious and we will laugh and live the best we can. We always make it work. Because when the dust clears we are left standing here with the each other and the truth. No other could love me as you do. No other could love you as I do.

I’ll ask “I’m stuck with you, aren’t I?” and your eyes will narrow and your lips will turn up at the corners and you’ll say “Afraid so, babe.” and it’s a beautiful thing to realize every.single.time.