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Things I’m thankful for right now…

1. There are only two of us in this household right now. Don’t get me wrong, we want kiddos. But I love only have two wardrobes that I’m in charge of washing, folding and putting away.

2. We have a beautiful brand new washer and dryer. Doing laundry has always been a chore I enjoyed (except the putting away part), until we loved to our apartment and I had to use the tiniest, slowest, least efficient washer and dryer on the planet. Thank you, in-laws, for this wonderful, wonderful gift.

3. I work from home. Yes, it was awful to go on a bunch of interviews for jobs I wasn’t really qualified for and yes, it was awful to not get them. And yes, I only work part time right now, but I am happy I am home to work on the house and do laundry and cook dinner, and I am happy that I am working, doing something I love, from a home that I love. How blessed am I?

4. Hubs and I are taking a break tonight. We worked all weekend on the house, and we got a lot done. Nothing major, but a lot of progress on small, time-consuming projects. So tonight after dinner, we’re doing nothing but chilling on the couch and planning future projects. No working, except whoever gets up to get the dessert.

5. The internet. I love having the world at my fingertips. How awesome is it that we grew up in the digital age. It makes me wonder what sort of awesomeness our kiddos will have at their fingertips.

6. Our own little dreams come true. Hubs and I are married, happy, healthy and living in a home we own. Wow. Talk about blessed!

For more of my thankfulness, check out my list of blessings and happy things here.

 

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What Moves Me

Well, guys, we’re all moved.

Notice I didn’t say “moved in.”

…as that would imply that we had everything unpacked, organized and put away.

But that is not the case. Not the case at all.

In fact, we are simply settling in to our new definition of crazy.

Before, we were going crazy because we were living out of two homes, neither of which really felt like home because of all the boxes and messes and tools and paint cans and such. Now, we have one home that definitely feels like home, but it also looks like a giant mess.

That’s progress, though, right?

I want to focus today on some happier things, so I’m going to tell you some of the special things in life that move me. You know, the things that get me up in the morning and inspired to be my best.

1. Hubs. For one thing, the fact that he gets up every morning to go to work and provide for our little family is enough to inspire all sorts of love, respect, admiration and devotion. For another thing, he’s just so stinkin’ cute and smart and awesome that I get all giddy when I stop and think about how blessed I am to be married to my best friend.

2. Our new house. Yes, there’s so much more to do, and yes, I often feel overwhelmed and like I have no idea where to start to get it all done, but I’m just so darn happy we have this lovely place to live that all that really pales in comparison. I can’t wait to get it all fixed up so I can just relax and enjoy our home together.

3. Thoughts of being a “real” writer. I’m a freelance writer. So I work from home, usually on our couch. Today, because we are now at the new house with no internet, I’d working from a close-by Panera. And as of yet, I’ve been able to refrain from purchasing something from the pastry display that’s taunting me with every glance up from my screen. Still, having to come here today in order to get some work done is a blessing more than a curse because it means I have an assignment that I’m working on…and that’s a good thing.

4. Big dreams. Yea, I have them. I want our home to be lovely and neat and clean and ready to welcome friends and family as soon as possible. I also already imagine decorating nurseries, an office, a guest room, and watching our future kiddos play on the patio. I know those things are a long way off, but I enjoy dreaming about them just the same!

5. My ring. It’s sparkly and it makes me happy. Happy Melissa works harder and better than salty Melissa.

6. The Applebee’s Blondie that’s sitting in my fridge waiting for the perfect moment to be eaten in our new home.

7. The thought of never-before-ran-by-me sidewalks all around our new house. I see a high-mileage fall in my future. If this heat ever gives way to some cooler/safer temperatures.

8. A God who forgives me when I’m ungrateful for life’s blessings, too quick to judge, too slow to forgive, and too full of myself and my fears to rely on his timing and His plans for my life.

Well, that’s enough inspiration for now. I’m off to get some actual work done, even though sitting here thinking about all that I’m thankful for in my life is much more fun…and having a reason to get up and get moving is always a good thing, even though moving in is proving to be a work in progress still.

Your turn! Tell me what moves you, whether that means physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually! Let’s here it!

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And for this, I give thanks…

After a long weekend (4 nights, 5 days) away from home, Hubs and I are back in our little apartment and tucked in away from the cold.

I hope all of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving! We certainly did. And because so much has happened I’ve decided to do a quick recap of our Thanksgiving weekend, newlywed wife style. (In case you don’t know what that means, I’ll be throwing in my thoughts, insights, questions, ideas, opinions, etc. while sharing the stories of our trip home. Hope you don’t mind my sometimes random, sometimes wandering thoughts!)

1. We spent Thanksgiving day away from my family this year, which is hard. But that means we spent Thanksgiving with Wyatt’s family, which is great. We have so many wonderful family members that we want to spend time and that want to spend time with us. It really is a blessing we don’t take for granted.

(The holidays are both wonderful and hard because sharing our time is so important. More on this later.) However, since we were home for so many days this weekend, we were able to spend time at both parents’ houses. We headed to Sedalia on Wednesday after Hubs got home from work and spend that night and Thursday night at the in-laws. Then, we re-packed our suitcase and moved into my parents’ house for Friday and Saturday nights. It sucks moving around and living out of a suitcase, but it’s great to see both groups of people in one weekend, especially when we have no real plans and can just hang out, talk, and relax…and cook. And bake. Which brings me to my next point…

2. I love holiday baking. This year, Hubs and I made the pies for Thanksgiving dinner. Using our prize-winning recipe from my Grandma Lois. They turned out super yummy.

We're proud of our pies. Who wouldn't be?

We made pumpkin and two pecans. He’s saving one to take to work tomorrow. His coworkers are about to get super lucky. Or at least their taste buds are.

It's goodness and beauty and blessing all in one pie pan. Yum.

Baking or cooking with Wyatt is one of my favorite things to do. He’s great at so many things and I’m thankful he’s willing to spend time with me doing something I love, even if he’d rather do something else. He doesn’t love to bake as much as I do, and honestly, he’d rather eat more meat than dessert any day but he knows I consider dessert an important part of any meal and I love that he appreciates that about me.

I also made this pumpkin beauty the day after Thanksgiving at my parents’ house. It was divine.

Candied pecans, pumpkin, and cheesecake. Yup, I'm serious.

Oh my. I feel the holiday pounds packing on already. And you know what, I don’t care. Not one bit.

In fact, I wish no one did. People are supposed to eat delicious things for the next 2 months. (Not that you aren’t supposed to eat delicious things all year long…) I know that people try to watch their weight and stay healthy. I’m all for that. I try to eat as many healthy things as I can. I run, I do kick-boxing, and pilates as many days a week as I can, usually every day, but I also don’t ever make my mouth suffer for my stomach’s sake. It’s all about moderation, people. Eat the cheesecake if you want. Just not the whole one.

Or in my case, eat both slices of cheesecake, since Hubs decided he didn’t want it.

Yum. (The second slice was yummy, too.)

3. We got a jump start on our holiday spirit by “shopping” in my parents’ basement for old Christmas decorations they no longer use or want. We found this.

It's an old Christmas tree in need of some love!

We also found a bunch of stuff Hubs says we can’t have. I understand. Everything we bring into our apartment is something we’re going to have to carry out when we buy a house. And while I agree with that argument, I still want it to be our home, and feel like a home should feel.

Maybe this is the sentimental side of me, but I don’t want to live only thinking about how inconvenient something will be in the future. I’m all for planning, and thinking ahead to the future, but I’m also for making today the best it can be. It’s a point of discussion and contention for us every time I want to bring stuff home. And it isn’t that he doesn’t want or appreciate the stuff, he just knows how heavy it will be going back down those three flights of stairs…. (But this is a discussion for another whole blog post…)

4. We did a little black Friday shopping for the first time ever. And by little, I mean, we waited until noon, and went to look at what all was left, and what all had been cleared out. It was fun. We got in no fights, saw no cops, and were shoved or pushed or stolen from zero times. We bought 2 little things for Christmas gifts for family members. We stand by our decision to stay in and in bed the morning after Thanksgiving. Kudos to those who enjoy it. We just do not.

5. We made granola. It’s like my Christmas drug addiction. It’s a secret family recipe, and it’s the most addicting thing I’ve ever eaten. I’ll show you.

We sometimes give this stuff as gifts to friends for Christmas. Those people are lucky, let me tell you.

The picture doesn’t do it justice. At all. Wyatt doesn’t like it as much as I do, but that’s because his love affair with pecans hasn’t really begun yet. He’ll come around. Someday.

6. I realized I need to get moving on my gift for Hubs’s birthday. I have less than one week until we celebrate. He doesn’t even want to celebrate. He’s not very festive or excited about birthdays. We’re EXACT opposites there. I love celebrating birthdays.

7. I also realized we need to find a good compromise for Christmas festivities. He doesn’t like decorations as much as me. I love them. He doesn’t love giving or getting presents. I love them. He doesn’t like Christmas music. I love it. He’s not Mr. Scrooge, but I might start calling him that if he doesn’t perk up on the festivities after his birthday. I knew this long before I married him though, so it’s not a surprise. More on this later.

8. We reflected on our blessings. As is appropriate for every day, especially Thanksgiving. And we are truly blessed. Check out this page for my list!

9. I got a whole bunch of new craft supplies and ideas. I also made a couple more trees. I’m taking pictures and notes, and can’t wait to share all my adventures soon! I also went bridesmaid dress shopping for my best friend’s wedding (it will be way better than the movie by that name!). I can’t believe it’s getting so close to time. I can’t wait to celebrate and watch you begin your life with your husband! We have so much planning and showering and bachelorette-ing to do!

10. We’re now home, after this long, fantastic weekend of giving thanks and having fun. And you know what? I think I’m somehow even happier when I’m able to wrap up my weekend doing just this. Having a quick, quiet dinner with just the two of us after a weekend full of family and friends.

At home, eating frozen pizza and snuggling on the couch.

This is us, this is home, and this is our little family. Blessed? I think so.

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Inspiration from Psalm 145

Last night before bed I had some time alone in the bed while Wyatt was finishing up playing his new game (see my tweets from yesterday for more on that…) and while I was reading, I came across Psalm 145 and a devotional that went along with it in my bible. The main purpose of the little devotional was to present the idea that we don’t brag about what God has done for us the way we brag about what our family and friends, or even what we accomplish. But the words that really struck me were this:

“It’s easy to complain about inefficient checkout clerks, dangerous drivers and ungrateful relatives. It’s natural to tell our stories of financial hardship and illness and slights from friends. It’s great to have funny stories to tell about what has happened to us. But it’s so much sweeter and deeper to bless others with stories about the good things, the true things, the beautiful and enduring things we’ve experienced with God.”

So, I have to be honest and admit that this convicted me a bit. I don’t always tell you guys the way I’m blessed by my Heavenly Father. A few weeks ago, I began this page of blessings and happy things. It’s a start to sharing my joy, but I could do more.

So here’s the plan, I’ll start with sharing my thoughts from last week. And I’ll work on adding more of these “God moments” with you guys in the future. I’m not going to stop laughing at myself (and the thing Hubs says in his sleep) or worrying about getting lost in the city or eaten by a spider in our apartment, but I am going to do better about sharing my everyday blessings with you guys.

You know why? Well, that leads me right back to last night.

“One generation will commend your works to another…” (Psalm 145:4)

It’s so important to me to be a godly example to my future children. Hubs and I were both blessed with godly families that taught us to love and trust in a Father who was stronger and bigger than we could imagine. And we were blessed with parents, grandparents, and families that truly love each other, which of course, is because they know the source of true love, the One who wrote the book on love. Yes, we come from different denominations (He’s Catholic, I’m Baptist) but we have a heart for a having a Godly family. I want to show this newlywed blog to my kids someday (I hadn’t planned on it, but I decided recently) because I want them to know our story. I think it’s so important for kids to see their parents as a couple that’s in love instead of just “mom and dad.” I want them to know how hard we work on our relationship. I want to teach them to be thankful for love and to value it the way God does.

“…the Lord is faithful to all his promises and loving toward all he has made.” (verse 13)

Yes, I don’t have a job. Yes, Wyatt and I sometimes fight and we have issues I doubt we’ll ever fully learn to get around, yes, we don’t have a house yet, or newer, nicer cars…but you know what we do have? The faith that God is sovereign and in control. He promises to take care of his children. And since we fall into that category, we’re good to go.

Ok, so maybe it isn’t as simple as all that.

Or maybe it is. We might think things are more complicated when we’re paying bills and trying to plan for the future, but sometimes it helps to just sit back and trust in the simplicity of the fact that He is in control.

Sounds like a plan to me.

 

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