A Few New Additions

My favorite thing to do is to have people in our home. I love to brew people coffee, make people meals, and encourage them to kick up their heels and rest!

A couple of months ago, I rearranged our living room to make room for two new chairs. 

The sofa was moved to right against the wall, and the two chairs we brought from the apartment were left in front of the patio door.The TV was hung above the fireplace. This was probably the first time I’ve truly done the opposite of what Mr. S wanted. Truthfully, neither of us are fans of this look. However, it’s a small sacrifice to make considering that this means we can welcome more people into our home.A pair of swivel gliders has arrived from Ballard Designs. The shape and function of these chairs have captured my eyes for a few years, so I was so excited to grab them while they were on sale. Our bookshelf has moved back, too. I haven’t bothered to style it.I knew I wanted everyone to have a place to set their drinks, but because of our small space, the side tables needed to be petite.

This brass side table from Urban Outfitters did the trick and on a budget. I decided to use the same table on both sides of the room to unify the mismatched pairs of chairs.This side is shaping up, and this place if finally starting to feel as homey to me as the apartment. This lovely poster from Tanmachi goods arrived this week. It brings to mind one of my favorite scriptures:

“Seek to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you”

Bright and sweet and happy. Maybe it’s not like a designer room, but it’s certainly a lot like home. 

I’ll Drink to That!

Better health, that is!

This fall marks the beginning of something I’ve neglected for years; self care.

I am sometimes consumed with the idols of work, busyness, and people pleasing. I need to begin with that confession. 

I have neglected caring for my body and my mind these last few years. As I inch (more like race) toward thirty, I am beginning to feel that lack of care. A less trim waist is one thing, but tired eyes, an achey body, a weak immune system, and a scattered mind are not acceptable. I have too much good work to do to let my body become a hindrance.

I realize that these years before children will set a precedent for the rest of my days and the way I care for the well being of my whole future family. 

So, I have a few specific goals:

  1. Exercise moderately. 20 minutes of cardio and 20 minutes of strengthening just three little times a week. This may seem like a small goal, but for me, it’s a far cry from where I have been
  2. Make meals at home, eating out only twice a week for any given meal. I always choose health groceries, but I always choose unhealthy options away from home. I may also have to skip eating with those who will make unhealthy choices until I have practiced self discipline, since I always fall off the wagon when others do. I will instead recommend little coffee dates, walks, and hikes. There are many reasons to get together besides food. 
  3. Sleep. 8 full hours a day. I want to go to bed in time to do that. I think a big part of this can be accomplished by simply leaving my phone on my dresser instead of scrolling through it before bed time.

So, onto the eating front for now:

I know how good fruits and veggies are so good for us, but I could always incorporate more. Especially vegetables!

Their nutritional value and lower sugar make them so healing for our bodies, but if I reach for any healthy snack on the go, it’s much more likely to be a piece of fruit than a veggie.

But you can fit the nutrients of so many veggies into a single glass by simply juicing them. 

My favorite juices  are veggie heavy with just a little fruit, but there’s no harm in easing your way in with extra fruit until your palate adjusts.Now, this is no substitute for the fiber found in whole foods, but it sure makes a nice supplement.

Look at all the gorgeous, fresh-washed produced that fit into my glass.

I can hardly wait til Mr. S is home and I can surprise him with a glass of veggie juice. He would love it!


I had a quiet day of solitude, bluegrass music, hymns, hot coffee, and laundry. Between loads, here’s what I did: Reworked these shelves to include just a few decorative touches.Did some serious online shopping to prep for future guests (and switching slowly to more faux flowers for a little less maintenance in this life)Took in Brother’s girl, Remmington, for the week. Played with things that have been in storage since we moved.The rug is only gone because of the extra pet around here and my desire for easy clean up.Washed the soap dishes I hoard (I’m too ashamed to show you how much hand and bar soap I have).This.
Thanking the Lord for the blessing of peaceful days. For bills to pay and work to be done. And for the beauty to be found right here without ever leaving the comforts of home. 

Painting the Door with Annie Sloan Chalk Paint

Like all poor bloggers, I forgot to take a before picture. But it was BAD. The white paint was chipping off our fiber glass door in large, hard, sharp, flaky chunks.

I had been dreaming of replacing our door with a wood-and-glass entry like this: 
From farmhousetouches.com

I’m always a fan of natural wood and traditional, simple style. I’m also a big fan of natural light. Since this side of the room faces North to a covered porch, an extra window would do us good! 

However, Mr. S (wisely) has insisted that we need to protect our privacy, and that our typical, tract home neighborhood isn’t the ideal setting for a view straight through to our home.

Also, this kind of door is a real budget buster. They’re expensive! 

So I decided to go with a classic black door. 

Source: Pinterest, uploaded by another user

While I haven’t gotten around to the outside, I really felt our interior needed the contrast most of all. 

I knew I didn’t want a true black, but more of a charcoal color. 

Then, a sweet neighbor gave me her left over Annie Sloan Chalk Paint in Graphite as a surprise!

I wasted no time and got my door knocked out the next morning (my birthday). It took two coats to get all-over coverage, but three to get every last stubborn corner.

 This image has only chalk paint, and you can see the door is lovely and dark, and also matte (one of my favorite qualities of chalk paint). 

As great as it looked, I knew it would get some serious wear and tear, so I needed to protect this finish to make it more durable. 

I considered using Annie Sloan clear wax, but because this door gets intensely hot from exposure to our swampy Tennessee summers, I knew I needed to go a different route. 

I chose General Finishes High Performance Water Based Topcoat in the Flat formula from Then & Again Home Marketplace, the store where I work. 

I already had used this product to reseal my kitchen table and loved it. 

Even though I was carefully to use long strokes, the top coat dried and gave the appearance of short, choppy strokes. 

I poked around online and found that the chalk paint probably is absorbing the product unevenly before it dries, resulting in this spotty look. 

However, the great news is that this unsightly layer acted as a barrier for the next two. 

Here it is after two coats. A huge improvement! The imperfections you can see are actually present in the door itself, not a result of the finishes I chose. 

The topcoat dried pretty rapidly in my house, whose thermostat I set right at 70 degrees. I turned on the overhead fan after each application, and the process flew by. 

And finished! Such a huge improvement from chippy, flaking paint, way cheaper than a new door, and some much-needed masculine contrast in this space! 

Early Fall

Fall is our favorite season.

This year, it’s far too hot this September, and Mr. S is away, but rather than pouting, I figured I’d just make believe. 
My first batch of dried limelights turned out beautifully! Next year, I hope to have plenty to share with friends. I adore them beside white pumpkins.I found this sweet orange plaid throw at Michaels while grabbing fabric for a client. I used a gift card to grab two of those sweet pumpkin pillows from Pottery Barn. I went a little crazy and even grabbed some curtains at World Market with a bit of turquoise, burnt orange, and brown in them. 
Same orange pillows as last year. I made them out of Target kitchen fabric (can’t remember now if it was a tablecloth or dish towel) when I couldn’t found an orange plaid I liked. Grabbed the gray throw from Pottery Barn, too. 

Long Time No Talk.

I can’t believe how long it’s been since I last updated this blog. So much change, so much newness, and so much life has been lived since I last wrote here.

I suppose a lot of it has been because, while this is supposed to be a family blog, it’s just me here.

I have no high-reaching goals of becoming a pro blogger at the moment. No big projects are underway. I suppose it has felt a little narcissistic to do another post about me, decorating, or the house, but right now, that’s all that I have to report.

You may have noticed that I just use Mr. S as a nickname for my husband. That is intentional, as I never want to invade on his privacy as long as this blog is public. Unfortunately, the same applies to his job and the way he spends his days, and so I’ve got nothing.

However, looking back on all that’s happened these past few months, I realize I truly regret not recording more.

I quit my job, Mr. S left for some more long-term work, we had a precious college student living with us, I started two new jobs, I’ve taken a great girls’ trip, and none of it is documented here.

I guess I’ve been so caught up in everyone else’s sweet, precious, excited wishes for the next steps in life (“When will your husband be home?” “When will you have kids?” “Are you starting your own business?”), that I’ve begun to believe the lie that the life I’m leading right now isn’t quite good enough. Directionless though it may be, is important and OK and good. And maybe even worth sharing.

I can’t quite explain how hard, draining, and hopeless these last three-and-a-half years have felt at times. But it would be harder still to fully express how exciting, new, gratifying, fruitful, growth-filled, horizon-expanding, and refining they’ve been, either.

There have been days where I don’t want to get out of bed or shower or take care of myself. But there have been days when I’ve woken up with more drive and determination than ever before.

There have been days when I’ve doubted nearly every choice I’ve made. But there have been days when I’ve felt excitement and such a clear calling. I love that life is full of variety like this.

Every once in a while, I fight the feeling that I’m an island and alone, and then the Lord sends me sweet friends who insist on inviting me, hanging out, and encouraging me.

Nearly every prayer I posted as one of my “26 aspirations” has come into fruition in such a short timeline (even if I still am no cook), and I can’t express how much I’ve seen God’s goodness in this season.

None of the many blessings lavished upon me have been shared, and that needs to change!

With that said, I’m re-committing to posting on this silly little blog, because I still do long for a record of our days. Even if only one half of the story is available, I’ll tell it here anyway.

So, my news may not be a baby on the way, or a homecoming, or a new career, or anything particularly impressive or accomplished. But it will be mine. And I believe wholeheartedly that life is good right now, that it’s OK to be figuring things out, that it’s OK to be waiting, and that I’ll be ready to step out into the next adventure soon. I just don’t know what that looks like just yet.

I’ll keep being the nerd who is elated to share success in planting peonies or hydrangeas, deliberates over paint colors as seriously as others deliberate over investments, and who experiences life in an unusually-emotional way (and then overshares as always right here on this blog).


I’ll have a few catch-up posts in the next few weeks, then I’ll begin sharing updates and new content as I’d always intended. It may be boring things like moving around the artwork, or setting a table just right, or reorganizing a room, but it’ll be things I love. 🙂

Thanks for your patience if you read along. Thanks for caring even if it’s just me. Thank you to you precious people who say things like, “I miss your posts! I want to know what’s happening with you!” I can’t express how undeserved that kind of care feels.


March and April

This month has brought another hard goodbye, sweet time in the family of God, home projects, and precious blessings.

I’m weary in my body and mind, but joyful in my soul.                     One of the two porch dates we squeezed in. Coffee, gardening magazines, and my favorite company.  Incredible, authentic college students.         

 Last day of feeling like a “normal” family for a while.