Showing posts with label Village life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Village life. Show all posts

July 09, 2014


You are enough. Just as you are right now. The imperfectly, wonderful you.

There is something about all the inspiration available to us from blogs, Pinterest, Instagram and any number of other places. Sometimes I personally suffer from inspiration overload and just have to take a step back. There is always a new trend to follow, isn't there? I don't think there is anything wrong with loving a new trend. I just think that when you are chasing all the latest trends and trying to do or have what everyone else does or has, you aren't being true to you and it probably isn't making you happy. You are already enough.

Keeping up with Joneses has been taken to a whole new level now that we can see every apparently, perfect moment of someone's life. Being a mom to young children has never been so exhausting now that it seems necessary to make each moment of their lives a perfectly crafted celebration. It wears me out and I don't even have littles anymore. It's ok if you don't have a fabulous outing, perfectly styled playtime or fascinating craft planned today Momma. You are enough. Let them learn to be bored. It's actually good for them.

There seems to be an epidemic of copying what everyone else is doing, making or wearing. I think it's great to be inspired by creative people, but I also think you should use that inspiration to fuel your own creativity. Put your own spin on something. I love having my own uniquely me style. I love that you have yours. Your ideas are enough.

The other day I was taking a sewing class and getting help making the pattern fit me. The instructor asked if I was planning on losing any weight to help me choose what size to make. First off, rude! But, yes, it seems I am always planning on losing weight but I informed her I was making that skirt for just who I am today. Because I am enough. That idea was hard earned for me but it is here to stay now. This doesn't mean I don't strive to be a better person every day of my life, because I do. It just means that right here today in my house that could use a cleaning, with my half finished front porch project, in my body that could stand to lose a few pounds and with my attitude that occasionally needs adjusting...I AM ENOUGH.

Be comfortable in your own shoes. Be confident in who you are. You are amazing and unique and yes maybe a little weird, but all the better! We embrace our weirdness in this house. Break some rules! Do something different than what everyone else is doing! When people roll their eyes or question your choices, ignore them! Listen to your inner self! It doesn't matter if you don't have the perfect home, family, wardrobe, job, talents, body or life. Tune out the negativity, whether it comes from the inside or the outside and tell yourself, as many times as it takes to believe it...I AM ENOUGH.

*These pictures have little to do with this post but are happy moments from our life well lived this past week.

May 16, 2014

Sometimes a Porch is More Than a Porch

We kicked Mother's Day weekend off with a porch demo! After our stove died and ruined our plans to have our contractor build us a new porch, my Sweet Hubby decided he would tackle it himself instead. There may have been, and may even continue to be, a bit of nervousness on my part as I remember some of his diy failures in previous houses (bad drywall repair, cough cough. badly done crown molding cough, cough) I am encouraged by the way his skills have improved over the years and most rapidly since we bought this house. We have a bit of back and forth as I am a perfectionist and even though he is an engineer, he is not a perfectionist. He is an architectural buff and I am a design fanatic and so sometimes there is a bit of a give and take there. I think we are both learning to give in a little and to trust the other's opinions. Luckily we are almost always on the same page.

The before:

I've spent my whole life dreaming of owning a house with a front porch. I grew up moving constantly, usually living in rentals, sometimes with relatives, or in apartments, one year a trailer and even a motel for awhile, never living anywhere that felt like home. I don't have a home town, or house to go back to that represents my childhood. I'm creating that now. For me and for my family. And in my mind, nothing says cozy home quite like a front porch!

We didn't use the enclosed porch much. The cats loved it but the layout was awkward with the entrance being on the driveway side so we are moving the entrance off the sidewalk so it will line up with the front door, making the space much more usable.

We already feel so much more connected to the street and everyone is loving the change. It truly feels like this is what the house wanted. Last night my hardworking guy spent 5 hours breaking up the tile and smoothing out the concrete to prepare the porch for the wood flooring we are going to put down. The guy has hardly sat this week.

This is similar to what we have in mind. Bam! Hello charm!!

It hasn't all been back breaking work though. We did take a break on Saturday to watch Emma's ballet performance of Let it Go from Frozen. I fear I may never get that song out of my head. She was amazing! I cried. Maddie Cried. Daddy didn't but obviously he has a heart of stone.

On Sunday we had brunch out on my favorite courtyard on Main St. where all three of my girls were welcome to eat. Fried biscuits and mimosas. What more could a Momma want on her special day? After a trip to the nursery, thoughtful gifts and cards and a dinner of grilled pear, carmelized onion, blue cheese and walnut pizza, my day was complete and my heart was full. I really can't believe how blessed I am to go through life calling these people my family. This life is truly better than anything that little girl without a real home could have imagined.

May 02, 2014

Stopping to Smell the Flowers

And just like that May arrived. Where did April go? Here it passed by in a flurry of gorgeous weekends.

I have been spending lots of time outside weeding and also painting the outdoor furniture my Sweet Hubby built for me. He made the table for me last year for Mother's Day and the benches a few weeks ago. I still have another coat to put on the benches and I need to do some distressing. The chairs were purchased with pincushion money so thank you all for that! We love this spot so much and have eaten so many meals here already.

We celebrated Easter. It got competitive. When it comes to egg hunting we don't play around. Especially when there is money in some of those eggs.

We celebrated our 14th anniversary. He took the day off work and we had a wonderful day capped off with dinner at our usual restaurant...upstairs table #10 overlooking Main St. as it exploded with Spring color. This was our view. You can see why we request this table, right? We don't do anniversary gifts, choosing instead to have an over the top dinner and lots of sweet talk. My guy is hands down, the best at sweet talk. We talked about the last 14 years and all the joys and heartbreaks which have each brought us closer together. We talked about our dreams for the future. It was perfect.

I've been busy fluffing the nest, moving things around our house and doing some painting projects. Sometimes it's as easy as changing a slipcover to make a room feel fresh.

I've been making plans big and small. We decided to open up the enclosed front porch on our house. Then our stove died and thwarted our plans so they have been rescheduled for next April. That's life. It's ok. I'm a roll with the punches kind of girl. I'm patient and always willing to wait for what I really want.

Speaking of patience. I have had a broken clock hanging on my family room wall for better than 6 months now. I was hoping to find one for a good price and was checking HomeGoods regularly but I never found one I loved...and I have a rule, If I don't love it, it's not living in my house! I have realized as I've gotten older that sometimes you have to pay more to get what you really want. I found this one at Pottery Barn and I couldn't be happier with it.

I've been taking time to smell the lilacs. I'm pretty sure succulents don't have an aroma. I've felt a shift in my priorities lately. I don't get on the computer much. I'm spending more time taking care of me. I bought almond milk this week. I put lavender on my pillow at night. I've started listening to yoga music even when I'm not at yoga. This morning I meditated. There is a chance I'm turning into a hippie. 

I've been reading. Pretty books, magazines, even real books with plots and everything.

But more than anything, I'm just being easier on myself. No more giant to do lists every day that make me feel like a failure because it's impossible to get it all done. I have a rough idea of what I want to get done in a given week and whatever doesn't get done just gets pushed to the next week. Or maybe the week after that. I set my alarm for an hour in the mornings and clean for that hour and then give myself permission to not feel guilty if I want to do something fun afterwards. It's kind of magical this new phase I've entered. I don't think there's any going back. I can't imagine why I'd want to.

April 12, 2014

Content on a Saturday

Even as a little girl, I remember having moments that I wanted to memorize. The first happened when I was on my first boat ride when I was 5. I remember the feel of the wind in my hair, the smells and the way the water looked like fountain soda behind the boat as the motor churned away. I committed that perfect moment to my mind forever. That's how I felt about this Saturday, only I want to memorize every moment.

Windows open. Beautiful breezes. Cleaning out the flower beds. Friends out on bike rides stopping for conversation and hugs. A neighbor advising me that it's time to start planting my lettuce, potatoes and onions. Making a boule for my other neighbor and passing it over the fence.

A sleepover and the beautiful mess that comes with it. The sound of little league games in the park. The sun warming my bare shoulders. The sound of power tools as my Sweet Hubby builds me benches to go with the table he made me last year for Mother's Day. The Masters Tournament on in the background.

Emma and her friend antiquing on Main Street and then going to the library, because what else would 13 year old girls do on an Saturday afternoon in the Village? Lemonade and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies waiting for them when they return. Lunch on the back porch. Lots of smiles and sighs of contentment.

A day well lived and loved. Nobody has a perfect life but I have found when I take the time to really appreciate the small things, I feel like I get as close to perfect as a person could wish for.

November 01, 2013


Today is a beautiful golden day in the Village. It finally looks and feels like fall. We had terrible rain all day yesterday and high winds so there are leaves every where.

Today this is my view from the studio which is on the front of the house. We live on Maple Street. Can you tell? Would it be rude if I asked people not to park on the street during peak Autumn season so their cars won't interfere with my view? Except Mini Coopers and scooters. Those can park anywhere.

Today I'm being quiet as a mouse because my Sweet Hubby is working from home. I never realize how much I talk to the animals when I'm alone during the week until he works from home. I'm keeping busy pottering around the house and making croutons from a leftover sour dough baguette to go with the Potato Leek Soup that I'm making for dinner. Maybe I should share that recipe next week. I just got done making these pumpkins seeds. Amazing! I'm now considering buying more pumpkins just so I can harvest the seeds.

Today I'm excited to say goodbye to Halloween. Our trick or treating got postponed until tonight because of major storms so all of the decorations are coming down first thing in the morning.

Today I'm looking forward to a weekend filled with dinner with friends, knitting, movies and a project I've been meaning to get to. Happy November!

October 01, 2013


Goodbye September. You were incredibly good to me this year. Better than any other September I can remember, with your brisk mornings, golden leaves and crop harvesting. I love you more than I had even realized.

We kicked it off with a Labor Day dinner with family and friends that feel like family.

There was a Fall Festival and parade where little friends hand out hugs for free

 and where friends on the parade route talk your daughter into sweeping their front porch for them

and where Millie, the unofficial parade dog, acted as a constant interruption and happily took all the free love and dog biscuits she could get.

There was a magical day trip to the Country Living Fair in Ohio with a special friend. A day that won't soon be forgotten.

There was an outing to my very first Colts game with my big girl who treated her Momma to the most amazing game experience she could have ever dreamed of.

There was a Village block party on Main Street where some of us couldn't put our book down but where others of us couldn't get enough of the spirit of community, amazing food and time with friends.

 There was the annual movie on the barn, where we curled up under quilts and watched Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds, which struck us as more funny then scary.

Looking back I can't believe how much we packed into this month. I'm thankful for all the wonderful memories and can't wait to see what October has in store for us.

August 20, 2013

Morning in the Village

This morning I had to run an errand after my carpool run which meant Millie didn't get to go for her morning car ride. I couldn't forget her sad face so when I got home I decided to take her with me and do my morning walk in the Village instead of in the green space where I often walk.

Walking through the Village is one of my absolute favorite things. I thought you might like to come along. I love to look at the beautiful gardens and get inspired with ideas for my own.

 There is beauty to be seen everywhere. Even in a decaying fence. I have one of those myself!

This weekend I told my Sweet Man that there is nobody else I would rather be and no other life I would rather have. He told me I must be doing something right then. Indeed. I think I must.

It wasn't really a new feeling for me, just the first time it had formed itself into words. I'm embracing life these days. Loving the good, appreciating the every day, striving to keep a positive outlook. 

We have a little produce stand on Main St. now. I can hardly stand how much I love it. I can hardly stand how much I love this town.

Life is not perfect but the imperfections make us appreciate the rest of life that much more.

And then we are home. There really is no place like it. My favorite place. The place where my heart is even when I'm not. The place where I love on my family, bake, make, tend, snuggle, garden, dream, do and create. The place where contentment lives.