Scooter Time.

Today was such a BEAUTIFUL day!! It was the first time it's really felt like spring which it made it a most excellent day for a scooter ride.

Now that it's getting warm I can't wait to plant my front garden and my new vegetable garden in the back. In fact if I'm not careful I'll get overly excited and plant waaaaaaaay to early like I did last year. I have big garden plans, BIG plans, and it is going to spectacular. Summer please hurry.

This is Lucy. Yes I named my scooter. Husby thinks I'm strange. He's just jealous.

Morning.

My home is a GIANT mess. I'm 92% sure I haven't done laundry in about 2 weeks and I can't see my dining room table. But that's ok because I woke up to sunshine, random flowers in the garden, and the sweet smell of spring, it's going to be a magical day!

This awesome guy sits on our front porch with all of my pretty pots. 

Country.

Husband and I were talking about buying our first home today. Where we wanted it to be, how much we wanted to spend, when we would be able to start looking (still seems forever away because we are saving up a HUGE down payment), and of course what we are looking for. I'm 98% positive I have been thinking about my dream house since I was 5. When I was younger I wanted to be in the middle of a big city, Portland, OR to be exact, but now all I can think about is being in the country. It's really strange to me because I grew up as a total city girl and you couldn't pay me to go to a farm, camp, or really anything outside. High heels and shopping, that was me every. single. day. Even if heels were incredibly inappropriate for the occasion, I was wearing them. My padre has so many stories of 'Danielle and her horrible shoe choice.' Beach, heels. College campus tour, heels. You get the idea, young me = high maintenance. Now when I think of my dream home, I think of land with a little house near a smaller town. Somewhere our future children and our animals don't have to be fenced in and there are no worries of busy streets. Somewhere I can have a ginormous garden with chickens and maybe a couple horses. Oh and you know what would be perfect.... a big red barn, but I'm pretty sure husband won't go for the horses, chickens or the barn. boo. Oh well I guess until that time comes I have my country music and my little garden to keep my thoughts company.

My super cute new apron, my wicked awesome bee slippers and I spent the afternoon together.
I LOVE being a stay at home wife. It's pretty much the best.

P.S. Please ignore horrendous floor, a) it's filthy, all 4 dogs were in most of the day and b) it will soon be leaving my life forever. 

Friendly's.

So many different kinds of beer.

Abbey's ice bar snowman.

Because Scottish imports are  necessary to life.

Tonight we went out with our lovely friends Brandon and Abbey. We went to a bar downtown called The Beer Hive and had a great time chatting and laughing. Love you guys, move to Salt Lake. Now.  

Sunday.

Laundry. Maybe I shouldn't wait 3 weeks in between.

Deep clean bedroom. 

Homemade mac and cheese for Sunday night church dinner.

Cooking with the lovely Misso and her lettuce stache.

Worship. Amazing.

Praying.

Spending time with good friends.

Pool with the Matney's.

Husband and I being pool superstars (and by superstars I mean the worst people there).

I love Sundays.

Today.

My little brother called me today to tell me how he is going to buy a German Shepard after he graduates from college and name it Kaiser Von Sprinkles. That kid cracks me up. He is constantly making me laugh with pictures he's drawn while he should be paying attention in class, or some highly offensive joke that he has come up with.

While I was running today (I'm up to 4 miles a day, finally) I realized a couple things...

1. Either my family or husband and I need to move closer to each other because this long distance thing isn't working for me.

2. I am almost halfway to my running goal!!!

3. I really really REALLY need to put more effort into my shop if I want it to be successful and not just a hobby.

4. My once a week manicure isn't going to cut it, neither is my once a week pedicure if I keep kicking things like table legs and scraping all the polish off. Yeah it was painful and I'm pretty sure the whole coffee shopped heard me squeal.

5. It needs to be summer. now.

Saw this on my run today. Random.

Depression.

First of all super fun title right? Yeah I know, let me just preface this post with this:this might not be the most jolly sunshine post but it's something I struggle with and it has a happy ending. Plus it's going to be long and most likely lack pictures. The end. Now onto what I would like to say.

I have decided over the last few months that this blog is going to be about my everyday life and be more like a journal for me than anything else. Something for me to look back on in the years to come and remember what life was like with just husband and I. Also a place for me to write, and hopefully become a better writer, which I would love to do. It has taken me a while to figure out exactly what I want to write about, how much I want to share, do I just share craftiness or everything? It doesn't sound like that big a decision, but for some reason it has been for me and I think that's why I have forgotten about it for the last ...oh I dont know 4 months. I'm hoping that I will find joy in blogging again and stick with it.

Not many people know that I have depression. Not the 'oh I've had a bad my whole life is ruined' but there are periods of time where I don't want to get out of bed, let alone leave my house and the rare occasion where I don't want to go on. I don't want people to think I had a tough life because I've had anything but. My family is pretty much leave it to beaver and I love them all so much. My childhood was amazing, we traveled, I never knew what it was to want, I got good grades and was excelled in soccer. Looking back now my life has been a-maz-ing. I have been completely blessed and if someone were to ask me why I was sad I wouldn't have a single reason to give them, which is really hard for most people including my husband to understand. I won't go into too much detail but a couple years ago I was in a really bad place and by the grace of God my life was saved. Since that time my life has done a complete 180, I found out what it was to be happy again and met the absolute love of my life. He makes me smile and laugh until I cry and loves me when I have bad days and don't know how to go on. As I sit here writing this he is sleeping and I am thinking about the family I have been blessed with, a church that I am growing to love and that I get to live my absolute dream, plus the bestest friend a girl could ask for. God is so so good. I don't know where I would be without Him, most likely not here. This is pretty heavy stuff and thinking about everything that has happened makes me want to cry. But I just remember that I get to wake up tomorrow go for a long run, play with my four puppies (I know 4 dogs, right, what was I thinking agreeing to this), and be crafty all day long. I LOVE my life and best of all I'm here to live it.

Totally different subject but my mom came down this weekend, and it was the best. I love when she comes down. We spend all day shopping (literally we left at 11 am and didn't get home until almost 10pm) and then finish the day off with cheesecake from The Cheesecake Factory. I can tell her anything and she always has the best decorating ideas. She is one of my best friends and I wish we lived closer so I could see her all the time, maybe someday.

Today has been a long day with church, field trips with our friend Sean and dinner with our fantastic friends Misso and Steve. I heart them, and we always have the best time. I am more than ready for bed and to begin tomorrow.  Goodnight moon.

This is how I wake up. every.single.morning. As soon as my eyes open Maximus think it's playtime. 

Oh hello 75lb dinosaur. 

Prayer meeting before service.

Oh and my camera decided to die. Lovely. So until I decide which one I would like to buy and then actually do it, enjoy the iPhone pictures. 

Much Love