A few months ago when I found out I was going to be a DIY contributor to All Things Thrifty, I was asked for my headshot. Um… yeah, about that… Apparently selfies don’t count.
I reached out to my friend Valery from Valery Bunnell Photography. She normally specializes in maternity, birth, and newborn photography (did you see Evelyn’s newborn pictures?!). But with a little bit of arm twisting I was able to convince her to do a special photoshoot with our vintage trailer that I made over.
I’m sure you noticed my updated picture in the top corner of my blog awhile ago, but I thought it would be fun to share some of the other images from the shoot. She really captured the beauty of my lil Myrtle!
The location is 5 minutes away from where we’re building our new house. I’m in love with this area. The beauty is breathtaking.
There you have it. I promise I have a few blog posts in store. I need to catch you up on Evelyn’s monthly photo project. I need to show you how our house is coming along.
Since there have obviously been no house-projects, it’s been nice to take a little break from blogging during the summer. I love blogging and the community, but I also love unplugging. It has been really nice to recharge my battery. Hopefully I’ll have some creative projects for you to see soon
It’s FRIDAY! I feel like we should all hug. It’s been a rough week, huh. Today I’m guest posting over at my friend Beth from Sawdust & Embryo’s blog. She is A.MAY.ZING. I’m figuratively jumping up and down over the fact she let me guest post. A huge THANK YOU to her!
I feel like if our kitchen/summer renovation extravaganza was a fire, all the sub-projects would be irons. And there are many many irons up in that fire. And… the fire might be a little out of control. So much so, that it is time to send some hot fire fighters into the scene.
One year ago, I was a sad puppy, and I sat at home watching (with my sad puppy eyes) all my favorite bloggers attend Haven. I promised myself that I would make it there next year no matter what.
Well, I wasn’t expecting to be pregnant. And I sure as shootin’ wasn’t expecting to be on bedrest.
On New Year’s Day, I camped out on my computer, and made sure to snatch up my conference ticket and book my hotel.
Four months later, I got the best surprise of my life. Two weeks ago, I had some rough times. Pregnancy is different for every lady. I’ve had all kinds of things from severe cramping, to continued throwing up (even past the first trimester), to throwing up blood.
Going to Haven was down to the wire. I needed to take care of myself and this baby. Could I do that at a blog conference? I wasn’t sure until the night before. Aaron insisted that I go, even if I didn’t leave the hotel room. I needed to leave the house. Why? Because breathing drywall dust from sanding mud, and trying to rest in a construction zone isn’t the most zen-ful activity. My mom came with to take care of me and make sure I didn’t over-do it.
Thursday morning we flew to Atlanta. And boy, were our arms tired! (insert cheezy joke drum sequence followed by symbol)
Checked in, and THIS was on my tv. I felt like a star.