Perfect Buns

Today I had a perfect bun…it doesn’t happen very often that it comes together just how I want it. I feel funny devoting a post to this, but um oh well this is how it’s going down! I put my new mousse, wave spray (preceded by kids detangler) and it came together in a wonderful little bump on my head.. thank you hair bun for staying in and letting me be hair happy all the day long!

Blessings

I just love newlywed life. Well, scratch that, I love life with James. It seems like everyday we are making new discoveries about each other. Somedays we learn about our food preferences, for example: James’ staples on the grocery list are beef jerky, laughing cow cheese triangles, and crackers (vegan, but he doesn’t really know that, cause then he probably wouldn’t eat them).

Other days we are learning how to communicate, and sometimes that’s not the easy way, it’s the hard way, no- scratch that, often the hard way. Which is totally OK. It’s actually wonderful. What’s so amazing is that we’ve been learning this awkward walk together since the beginning, and so the difficulties and misunderstandings don’t hit us as hard as they once did. Do they still hit? Doy! But it’s a little less painful, and there aren’t really any bruises like there used to be.
I think part of what makes those misunderstood moments go by smoother is realizing that God has totally set us up for success- total. and. complete. success! That’s why I want to start counting, no not counting, more like “realizing” all the blessings we have.
LIKE…
Every night when we plop/shimmy/scurry into bed and I automatically get the giggles in excitement for the cuddles that are about to commence. James [a morning cuddler] laughs, i mean loves, and expects it now.
Getting to spend lunch dates at my mom’s house and [still] eating her food and [still] popping in without a word and [still] allowing her to treat me to a nail salon date on Saturday.
Spending afternoons and evenings out of the week at games (volleyball, football, basketball-FAVE [notthatihavefavorites], and more!) for youth in the youth group. love!
People at work, who I’m more and more just absolutely adoring. and when they buy me Mexican food for lunch. And when they think of me on a Staples run and pick out the Cars-themed tissue box, instead of a regular ol’ tissue box. Cause they know I’d actually love that!
And mornings like this. fo. real. Bahaha..
Thanks for reading! Happy weekend 🙂

hello, wednesday?

It’s hump day! But I’m still feeling like it’s a groggy Monday morning…
Today I put on my super favorite print dress inside-out. Yes. That’s right. Inside-out. Luckily, I noticed as I was walking into work this awkward flap flipping out onto my neck as I tromped across the parking lot with my breakfast in one hand, macbook in the other, and purse about to turn on it’s side (but isn’t because I’m leaning wayyy to the right to save it from spilling all over the asphalt). Yes, that was when I discovered the dress was. inside. out.

Home remedies

After a long hard kickboxing class yesterday, my body went “ouch” and asked me why I did mean, cruel things to it. I replied with a relaxing movie on the couch (with lots of cuddles in between), an interlude of James reading aloud “What’s your poo telling you?” (with lots of giggles in between) and a cup of tea…

This is my favorite relax drink
(aside from my “calm” tea…)

1 cup milk
1 teaspoon honey
2 drops vanilla extract
1 pinch cinnamon

Heat milk in microwave safe mug
Cook on high til milk is hot and starts to foam
Stir in honey and vanilla and sprinkle with cinnamon

The Great Pumpkin

Saturday was our day full with pumpkin-patch scouring, lunchtime beach explorations and a good ol fashioned pumpkin carving contest. James and I love the youth that we get to work with and days like this just reminds us of the little family we’ve become. These are just a few shots of our day.
We were here, then here, and finally back to the church for a big bowl of turkey chili and Swiss chocolates (YUM). And I am so. so. so. happy to say that I used our crockpot for. the. first. time. ever. in my life and it was a hit!
I used a super simple recipe from here so it was pree-much as “surefire” as you could get, but for a 30-person dinner, first time jitters were abundant! For anybody who is respectfully afraid of their crockpot, use this recipe I tried and your fears will be replaced with an appropriately saucy confidence.

Family day

Yesterday we caught up with some of our family that lives over the hill (since you have to travel through forests and valleys and mini mountain ranges just to leave Santa Cruz county- heh, but seriously..) and they came to our little neck of the woods.
By catch up it means that we ate Tacos Morenos (I. drool. for. this.). Side note: if you are looking for a great taqueria in santa cruz area or are wanting to visit capitola. stop by tacos morenos (off of 41st avenue) and you can thank us later. my favorite are their corn quesadillas that they serve like a taco with all the fixins on top. so good! they also have incredible salsa that comes in the squirt bottles because that’s how bad you need it- in squirt bottles for easy access!
and side note number two: Polar Bear ice cream from Cafe Violet in the village (or capitola village that is). they have some of the best ice cream in the county with big waffle cones that are fresh and delicious. polar bear ice cream flavors can do no wrong. i’m serious people.

There was also lots of posing, and talking, and looking, and even a shark!

 

Yup. That’s a shark.
We love our little village
Thank you cousins for making the trek over the river and through the woods for us! And there wasn’t even a grandmother on the other side, you guys are amazing.

Point Lobos, Carmel

We spent the day with our amazing/fabulous faraway friends (they’re from Switzerland) and had some much-needed time together hiking along the cliffs at Point Lobos in Carmel, scurrying up and down the rocks and through the tide pools…it was gorgeous! Then made it back up the coast for dinner and shopping! Aren’t they wonderful?
Homemade baby carrier (thanks to Mirjam’s African travels)