One Of the Most Brilliant Decisions I’ve Ever Made

One Of the Most Brilliant Decisions I’ve Ever Made

 
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About four years ago I made a brilliant decision.

Brilliant.

Amazingly, wonderfully, incredibly brilliant.

One of those decisions where you’re not really sure how or why you made it or even what inspired you, but you pat yourself on the back every day that you did.

A decision that literally changed the course of my life and added hours to my day and made me want to write a book to tell others about it and put it on a billboard surrounded by twinkling lights and take out an ad on page two of the New York Times.

The decision?

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The View From Home

The View From Home

 
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Yesterday we had the annual power washing festival.

You know.

Where you lug out the power washer and the water hoses and start spraying off the winter coat of green and gray and cobwebs and bugs the house has collected since November….

….and somewhere along the way you get wetter than the house.

This is what it looked like when we were done.

The rugs and furniture and porch are soaked and sparkling clean.

The trees are just starting to leaf out and the daffodils are poking up their heads through the bits of grass and the sun is setting over the meadow and sending sunbeams to dance across the painted deck.

Spring is here.

So in honor of spring and the festival and sunshine, I’m sharing my newly power washed view and a little story again about going home.

I couldn’t help it.

Joy made me do it. :)

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The Tree Whisperer

The Tree Whisperer

 
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Yesterday I read where super successful people spend 12 minutes of every day thinking.

12 minutes spent not on their phones or making lists or watching television or meeting with other super successful people in private planes over the Atlantic ocean.

I thought I would try it so I went to the Gatehouse to think.

And I thought and thought and thought and thought and thought….

….and discovered two things.

1.  Thinking for 12 minutes is a lot harder than it looks.

2.  I think in stories.

Like this one that I’ve told a version of before.

About the history of a tree.

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The Picture That Started a Blog

The Picture That Started a Blog

 

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I spent this past week in McKinney, Texas at a trunk show for the fabric line.

It was held downtown right off the historic square in the cutest quilt shop known to man called Happiness is Quilting.

There was laughter and a food truck with dinner and cookies that looked like the fabric and giveaways and slideshows and a local crew from the high school filming the event.

And mid-way through the event, someone suggested I get up and talk.

That’s how I ended up in front of a group of people, surrounded by quilts, waving my hands, wearing red lipstick and fancy earrings talking about fabric and the little blog that started it all.

The very beginning.

The very first post.

And how I ended up where I never thought or intended or even planned.

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A Moment Like That

A Moment Like That

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If I had a dime for every baseball game I have sat through, I could buy a tropical island in the south pacific.

I’ve sat through baseball games in the rain.

And the cold.

And the sunshine.

I’ve seen runs and hits and slides into home plate and bunts and outs.

I’ve sat through games with a team in the depths of despair because they were down by 14 runs.

I’ve sat through games with a team with hit after hit, scoring runs like they were hot cakes.

And through it all, there’s one thing I’ve learned.

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Two For the Price of One

Two For the Price of One

 

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You know when you go to a yard sale and you find the perfect basket that’s missing a handle and a little lopsided, but you know that you can make it perfect with spray paint and some imagination. So you tuck it under your arm and you poke around at the yard sale a little more and find a random drawer for only $2.00 because no one really knows what to do with a drawer without a dresser to go with it.

But you do.

You know what to do with a drawer because you just saw on Pinterest where people were taking random drawers and making them into organizers on the wall.  So you walk up to the owner of the yard sale with kind of a pitiful look on your face and hold out the broken basket and the drawer and tell her you only have $2.00 and if you bought the basket would she throw in the drawer for free?

And she shrugs and says yes and you smile inside and skip off into the sunset with your treasures.

Two for the price of one.

That’s a lot like this post.  I was in the middle of a photo shoot yesterday and I finished and had all these amazing flowers and I had tossed a few on the table and I looked at them and was so totally inspired to create a little flower art and add some quotes about spring.  I made them for you and you can pin them or save them to your ipad or computer for inspiration or print them off or make them your home screen or fold them into a paper origami centerpiece.  Just a little spring gift from me to you.

But we couldn’t just have beautiful spring flowers with quotes.

This is story central.

So because it’s spring and I’m feeling mushy, I added one of my favorite love stories, too.

See what I mean?  Two for the price of one.

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The Song That Hope Wrote

The Song That Hope Wrote

 
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This week we spent the evening listening to a choir performance by one of the twins.

It was a Quad-State choral festival about an hour away from us that started at 6:30 at night.

And just between us, to get there by the time it started required an effort of almost herculean proportions.

Seriously.

I had to corral everyone from their various after-school activities and make sure they were dressed in something other than an under armour sweatshirt and jeans and produce food for the journey and wait for my husband to get off of work and listen to 101 excuses as to why a sister or brother really shouldn’t have to sit through a choir concert their sister was singing at.

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Extra Butterflies Included

Extra Butterflies Included

 

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This week the twins and I spent 112 hours and 47 minutes discussing the middle school Valentine’s dance.

It’s all so new, this dance thing.  The first of many.  And so it goes without saying that it requires intense discussion and analysis.

Hours on hours of conversation on what to wear and is a dress too much and should you curl your hair or wear it straight or look all casual with a carefully constructed messy bun.  And then there’s the whole boy thing.  Which boy might ask them to the dance and which boy they wanted to ask them and does any one really even dance because they don’t know how and should they just do the nae nae?

And all those butterflies in their stomach.

Super important overwhelming stuff.

And somewhere about hour 97, the twins asked me a question.  “Even though I’ve been married for a hundred years, did I ever get butterflies anymore?

I laughed out loud and said yes.  Even now, I can still look at their father across a crowded room and see him smile at me with a twinkle in his brown eyes and melt just a little and feel a familiar flutter.

So today, I wanted to re-share one of my favorite love stories from the blog.

Butterflies included.Continue reading