some hand crafted goodies

my mom and I have been working on some of the decorations for the wedding, nothing huge, just fun random tid bits. eventually once June 18th comes ill be able to show you what we are using them for.

her yellow chair

the start of a new adventure. I needed a new project so I brought home this chair form DI for 8$

then for the first time in my life I used and electric sander and stripped the existing layer

sprayed on the primer, and started painting it one of my favorite colors.... YELLOW!

the yellow ended up being a little brighter than I wanted so with the second coat I used more of a golden color

than after I was done painting it, I sanded it once again, rubbed some stain over it to look a bit old, and sprayed it with a clear coat! YAY, my first time re-furnishing my very own chair :)

*I told Andrey he could re-furnish his own chair and paint it whatever color he wanted if i could paint mine whatever color I wanted.... thus the Yellow

MA

crochet ear flap headband with flower

vintage buttons always add a fun touch, especially on this small pocket purse

fun favorite dark mustard yellow flower headband

white feather pad adorned with pearls

shear holster made form IKEA fabric

zipper flower and bow mix

golden beauty bow headband

this and that button and pearl neclace

Pearls of Wisdon: fun assortment of pears in a vintage bottle

footlets (so I call them): I'm getting excited for the warm weather to start coming around so i can hop back into my flats and flip flops :)

mostadoringly.etsy.com

modcloth.com

Today is one of those days when you find a new blog, then from their you find a link to another blog you like until you suddenly find yourself blog staking people you don't know. You find yourself in the middle of so many new blogs that you have fallen in love with and get so many creative ideas going in your brain. Well today is just one of those days, and in the midst of all my blog stalking i found this new clothing site, so check it our because I am practically in love with it.

modcloth.com

post valentines breakfast

This morning after waking up I was too lazy to actually find something good for breakfast, or rather before I could get to the cupboard to find some breakfast I got distracted by what was waiting for me on the counter.

I first found myself opening a bag of peanut M&Ms from Valentines day and pouring some into my hand. I comfortably sat down on the couch opened up my lap top and started munching on M&Ms at 9am. Then after a few minutes I decided I needed something else to eat...

Wondering back to the kitchen I then discover the caramel and chocolate covered pretzel sticks hadn't all been eaten, so I munched on that, and then decided I REALLY needed to eat something good for breakfast.

I looked in the cup board and non of the cereals seemed appealing, so I chose graham crackers and milk. Might have been the first time I've ever eaten that for breakfast, but I think it was a better choice than have more peanut M&Ms...

I need help. I need to get all sweets out of the house. You know you have a problem when you had peanut M&Ms, caramel and chocolate covered pretzel sticks, and graham crackers and milk for breakfast. Today I failed, so help me...

(pictures are not actual)

the proposal

It was the evening of February sixth. We had plans to go up to a cabin in Fairview. We were going to make some dinner at the cabin and then have some fun four wheeling around in the snow along with another couple.

We first stopped at the grocery store to buy some food to make hand burgers up at the cabin, then headed along our journey to Fairview (not the shortest drive in the world). As we are headed up the canyon Brice pulls out a video camera in the car and starts taping everybody, I didn't think much of it, but now looking back it should have been a clue. After a few turn arounds in the truck with the trailer we finally got to the parking destination, suited up in our winter jackets, and got the four wheeler ready to go.

So off we go (Caitlyn & Andrey) to head up the this "cabin", then Andrey was to go back down and pick the other couple up and bring them to the cabin as well, where we were to cook our meal and eat! So we strapped a backpack of food to the front of the four wheeler and headed on our marry little way.

After making a wrong turn we came to a complete stop when the four wheeler got stuck in the snow. I must say I was absolutely no help in getting it out since I couldn't even lift it one inch. So we walked back to a cabin found some willing ladies to help us out, and after a short we succeeded in getting it out. The mothers that had helped us get out were worried about us ever finding out cabin and also the sun had already started to set, they tried to help us find the cabin or the "look out point" in which Andrey was so eager to get to (although i didn't understand why).

Eventually we started to head back down the mountain with no success of reaching the cabin of the look out point. The light was getting dimmer and the backpack on front of the four wheeler was covering the light. I suggested to move the backpack to the back, and as he did he had pulled out the RING (I didn't know he had ), came to the side of the four wheeler and asked if I would marry him! I guess I didn't understand that this was actually the proposal, so I shook my head up and down and said yes, then he said "then you have to wear this". I hadn't even noticed the ring until that point, so out the beautiful ring on, then he knelt and asked if i would be with him for time and all eternity, this time I was more enthusiastic about my answer "YES".

And so we continued our journey down to the bottom where we reunited with the other couple (who had to freezing at that point waiting for us the whole time). Made our way to a lovely home cooking small town diner where we re in-acted the engagement for the video camera that Brice had so cleverly started at the beginning of the trip.

And what a LOVELY evening it was! So there it is the official engagement story.... I Love You Andrey :) ... and you make me smile

no exact solution

why is it that sometimes we do things that bring us pain, and gain satisfaction from it. iv'e been thinking about this more in the past week since i accomplished a half marathon run and by the time i was done i was thinking to myself "that was only a half marathon, how am i ever going to accomplish a complete marathon?". of course the next couple days following getting out of bed in the morning wasn't as easy and it should have been trying to do it with ought my muscles hurting, trying to bend over with out my back feeling like i was 100 years old. now just a few short days later i feel back to my normal self and i have even gone running again (not nearly as long as a distance), and am now planing to somehow attempting to train for a marathon (thanks Hilary for talking me into it just because you needed someone as crazy as you to do it). i know that after running a marathon or even if ever running a half marathon again i know i will be sore, so what's the point of doing something that is going to bring me discomfort?

here is another example... last night i when paint balling with some friends. i had only been once before and i was re-thinking the fact of why i was even going. all in all it was fun. nothing i would be obsessed with and go every day, but i did find some type of fulfillment out of it. now today i have some keepsakes if you will (bruises) to show my bravery in playing the game. going into play i knew that getting hit wasn't going to be exactly what we call fun. so why did we do it? why did we go into play this knowing we would come out with some kind of pain?

i don't know the exact solution to the problem, but i think we find a kind of satisfaction in overcoming some type of physical pain. as for completing a marathon, i think it would definitely be worth it (but i haven't exactly ever run a marathon, so who am i to know). just the single sole fact of satisfaction in completing something as physical as a marathon should be worth some type of physical stretch, paint balling on the other hand i don't have a solution to why the human race does such things (but i am a part of it).

Q: why is it that sometimes we do things that bring us pain, and gain satisfaction from it?

A: i don't have a solution to why the human race does such things.