Where We Are ...

I've felt so uninspired to write a post recently, which is odd because this is usually my favorite time of the year.  Yet, I've been in a really "uggy" place and I almost think it has something to do with the changing of seasons and my brain having a changing of the guards.  I've been taken over by the daily grind, which unfortunately, is not a good cup of coffee, and I just feel empty.

I went on the motherload of all cleaning sprees this week.  Purging closets of things that I'd set aside for that yard sale I was going to have three years ago.  The back of my Honda loaded full for a goodwill donation and trash bins overflowing on the curb.  A good purge helps me feel a little better.

A trip to the dentist also acknowledged my recent stress.  I've apparantly been grinding the enamel off of my teeth while I sleep.  So now I'm the lucky receiptant of a night guard splint which, just let me say for the record, does not dial up the sex appeal.  But, it does entertain my husband who constantly says, "say blue fourty-two just one time!".  And while I doubted the need for a plastic mouth piece for sleeping, the grooves already made in the splint has reconfirmed the need for it.

Don't get me wrong, a lot of wonderful things have been happening around here lately. Miss Abbey started her first ballet lesson a few weeks ago and has since been in love. So in love that she practices in the evening, tells me the names of her new friends and write letters to her ballet teacher Miss Shanda.

It's so hard to believe she's breaking into the world outside of our home and family niche.   I'm pretty sure that a few weeks ago we brought her home from the hospital as newborn!

Of course the past few weeks of lower humidity and cool mornings does ingnite a fire in me to start craft projects. 

This little thing took a whole lot of hard work and dedication over the past few months...if you know what I mean! Wink. Wink.

Abbey is just excited to do a craft.  She painted her faux pumpkin while I painted a pumpkin with our house number.

Two weekends ago, Justin and I celebrated our seven year wedding anniversary and ten years as a couple.  He surprised me with a weekend getaway that I wanted nothing to know about because I desperately needed the feeling of suspense and unplanned adventures.

He is my rock, my friend and confidant and I would never imagine my life without him.  I am so lucky to have him and I'm in awe almost everyday of our beautiful life together.  All right enough of the gushy stuff.  You would think I just fell in love for the first time. 

That's it for now.  I am excited to share pictures of a great birthday party for a special little boy who turned four and our first trip to Down Home on the Farm to celebrate the beginning of fall.