saturday mornings

When I was little, Saturday's were my favorite because everyone was home. My parents didn't have to be at work. The kids didn't have to go to school. And on really good Saturdays, my dad would make pancakes. We had no where to be and could hang around in our pj's if we wanted. It was the best.

 

You see, that type of morning hasn't happened for a very long time. Where we had nothing planned or trying to steal out attention. We didn't have to put together wedding programs or run to Hobby Lobby. We just had to sit and be present.

 

This past Saturday morning involved drinking coffee out of a mug while sitting on my couch in my house eating breakfast that I made. That has been a rarity in the past few months. But it was so welcome this weekend. I woke up on Saturday at 7:30 a.m., which can be a struggle most days. After a miserable attempt to fall back asleep, I decided to pull myself out of bed. I made coffee. I read. I did laundry. I picked up the house. All while being in my pajamas, still sipping my delightful coffee.

 

My mister rolled himself out of bed around 10:30 a.m., which again never happens because he is typically the early riser, but it may or may not have been because he stayed up until three the night before finishing the Harry Potty marathon we had been having that week. I, on the other hand, still have to figure out what happens in the last 45 minutes of each movie. Regardless, we drank some more coffee and ate some pancakes, and were happy as two clams.

 

As much as I love weddings and have loved being a bride, I am truly enjoying being a wife so much more. There is a simplistic beauty that comes with it. No fancy dress, no pearls. Just me and my husband. These are my new favorite Saturday mornings.



hello, again

I'm baaack and with a new last name. woah, a lot has happened since I last visited the blog. Got married, traveled to a foreign country, moved into a new house and then returned to work. I will spare you the details of the wedding for now, at least until I get the pictures back, but to sum it up:  it was perfect. I couldn't have asked for a better day, filled with the best people with the perfect ending. We are truly blessed. The honeymoon was pretty similar: it was also pretty perfect. Yes, a little sunburn and too much food, but most of our toughest decisions were whether we wanted to go to the beach or the pool and where to eat for dinner. Not to shabby for this girl. It was a great way to reconnect with my love after a few busy and semi-stressful months.

Since we returned from the honeymoon, we've spent most of our time trying to assemble a semi-decent looking home. It was a disaster area when we left and we have very slowly been turning it into our cozy, little home. It's been so fun to finally use our new dinnerware and drink out of our new red wine glasses. It's been a dream for so long to set up a home with my husband and now I actually am getting to do it. Although, I know we won't live here forever, but this is our first home as husband and wife.

And everyone keeps asking me if I feel different and I feel bad when I say, no not really. I'm not sure if people expect that your whole life changes instantly after your wedding. And even though it does change everything, it doesn't feel much different, yet. We're still the same goofy couple that we were a month ago and we still have the same types of conversations and laughs. Although, it is great to know that every day I get to come home to the same man and that we are just beginning the first steps of this new journey. But then again, it's only been a little over two weeks and I'm just trying to figure out what to make my husband for dinner tonight. To be continued...

here are a few images from the last few weeks.

 

 

 

1. the first dinner i made as a wife

2. winnie's new favorite place to sleep

3. front door

4. our first grown up purchase