Windows at the Capitol in Austin, Tx
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
Wendy's Coke Float
Dear #Wendys , This is a disgrace of a coke float. Everybody knows the ice cream goes in first. #worstdayever #firstworldproblems
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Snow Covered House
Good thing the snow covered all our Christmas decor that had fallen while we were gone. Snow makes everything prettier.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Here with Us
This song makes me cry every. single. time. The lyrics; the melody; everything about it is just beautiful. It is a sweet and joyful reminder of the importance of today and I can't think of a better way to celebrate than to listen to this song on repeat.
Merry Christmas to you and your family and may we never forget the true miracle of this day.
It's still a mystery to me
That the hands of God could be so small,
How tiny fingers reaching in the night
Were the very hands that measured the sky
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Heaven's love reaching down to save the world
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Son of God, Servant King,
You're here with us
You're here with us
It's still a mystery to me,
That the hands of God could be so small,
How tiny fingers reaching in the night
Were the very hands that measured the sky
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Heaven's love reaching down to save the world
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Son of God, Servant King,
You're here with us
You're here with us
It's still a mystery to me,
How His infant eyes have seen the dawn of time
How His ears have heard an angel's symphony,
How His ears have heard an angel's symphony,
But still Mary had to rock her Savior to sleep (this line kills me)
Jesus the Christ, born in Bethlehem
A baby born to save, to save the souls of man
Jesus the Christ, born in Bethlehem
A baby born to save, to save the souls of man
"An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone
around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, "Do
not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all
the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you;
he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby
wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger." Suddenly a great company of
the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and
saying, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom
his favor rests."
Luke 2:9-14
Monday, December 24, 2012
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Sleigh Ride
Dashing through the snow...
...in a two-horse open sleigh...
...over the hills we go, laughing all the way!
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Friday, December 21, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Monday, December 17, 2012
My happy place
My happy place. Breakfast by granny, giant falling snowflakes and a rustic log cabin.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Our Home for the Holidays
This is my first real post in a long time! I wanted to post pictures of our home decorated for Christmas because I actually refer to these posts every year so that I can remember how I decorated the year before. Every year I pull down all the boxes of decorations to sift through them and it's like I've never seen them before in my life, true story. This year I *had* to rearrange my entire living room to accommodate my birthday present so I needed a new Christmas decorating plan anyway.
It all started with a discussion Preston and I had about how much he disliked our previous couch arrangement due to the fact that he couldn't see the tv well from his spot. Actually, that's not where the story of this couch started, let's rewind a few weeks ago to the day we took the couch out of the house to get it recovered. I had asked for my couch to be recovered for my birthday (apparently 28 is the age when you care more about what your couch is wearing than what you are wearing) and thanks to the generosity of my family we were able to do so. Preston and I had moved the couch into the house by ourselves so we were confident we could move the couch out of the house by ourselves. However, we did not consider the fact that neither of us could remember exactly how we got the couch through the front door. After about an hour of maneuvering the couch in every way I ever thought was possible, at best we had accomplished wedging it halfway through the door. It was at this point that our neighbor's family drove up having come in town for Thanksgiving. The dad stepped out of the car and asked "Need some help?" To which Preston responded, from inside the house behind the couch, "No, we're ok!" To which I responded, "Yes we need help." And so this sweet man and his son attempted, for the next half hour, with Preston's direction, to help us squeeze the couch through a door frame that begged us to stop. They finally had to remove the door from the frame, which was just enough to allow the men to force the couch out the door. Our helpers told us later that when they pulled up and saw the couch halfway through the door they thought, "Either those are really bad burglars or they need help."
Now fast forward to the day we received our newly recovered couch. Unfortunately we couldn't use the same method as before because not only did we not have the help, forcing the couch through the door frame wasn't exactly the best way to spare the new upholstery. So again, we maneuvered, we pulled arm muscles, we discussed, wash, rinse, repeat and somehow, someway, discovered the secret to getting the couch through the front door. As overjoyed as we were, we were also a little (a lot) mad about how it easy it was. I took this picture to document the correct way to get our couch in and out of the house because otherwise Preston said that if we ever sell the house, the couch was going with it.
So we had finally managed to get the couch through the front door and even though our halls will have to be repainted (no worries, we keep extra paint in the garage for this very reason) we were able to get it into the living room. By this time it was about 10pm but I was determined to get the living room in order before I went to bed because I am a Bonneau and that's just what we do. Preston helped for a while but when he left to shower I took advantage of my freedom and found the perfect arrangement for our new living room. And when he returned, he thought so too. So without further ado, our newly-arranged, 2012 Christmas-decorated home:
Selma was on to me...
I was in New York after Thanksgiving with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law (see this, this, this, this, this and this post) and wasn't able to decorate until the first week in December which is when normal people decorate their homes for Christmas but we are going on vacation soon so I had to hurry to get our decor out so that we could actually enjoy it! We cut down our tree last weekend per tradition at Walls Family Farm (see this, this, this and this post) and decorated it with lights, tinsel and a few ornaments. My plan was to hang Christmas cards on it but I'm only going to have like five cards before we head out of town and have to get rid of the tree so it doesn't burn the house down while we're gone so it's just not worth it. I think we might put the tree in the front yard because we didn't put lights on our house this year (Preston didn't want to die and we weren't interested in paying someone to do it for us to only enjoy it for a couple weeks). I told Preston we should put it on the front porch because who else has a 9-ft. tree on their front porch?
No one.
It all started with a discussion Preston and I had about how much he disliked our previous couch arrangement due to the fact that he couldn't see the tv well from his spot. Actually, that's not where the story of this couch started, let's rewind a few weeks ago to the day we took the couch out of the house to get it recovered. I had asked for my couch to be recovered for my birthday (apparently 28 is the age when you care more about what your couch is wearing than what you are wearing) and thanks to the generosity of my family we were able to do so. Preston and I had moved the couch into the house by ourselves so we were confident we could move the couch out of the house by ourselves. However, we did not consider the fact that neither of us could remember exactly how we got the couch through the front door. After about an hour of maneuvering the couch in every way I ever thought was possible, at best we had accomplished wedging it halfway through the door. It was at this point that our neighbor's family drove up having come in town for Thanksgiving. The dad stepped out of the car and asked "Need some help?" To which Preston responded, from inside the house behind the couch, "No, we're ok!" To which I responded, "Yes we need help." And so this sweet man and his son attempted, for the next half hour, with Preston's direction, to help us squeeze the couch through a door frame that begged us to stop. They finally had to remove the door from the frame, which was just enough to allow the men to force the couch out the door. Our helpers told us later that when they pulled up and saw the couch halfway through the door they thought, "Either those are really bad burglars or they need help."
Now fast forward to the day we received our newly recovered couch. Unfortunately we couldn't use the same method as before because not only did we not have the help, forcing the couch through the door frame wasn't exactly the best way to spare the new upholstery. So again, we maneuvered, we pulled arm muscles, we discussed, wash, rinse, repeat and somehow, someway, discovered the secret to getting the couch through the front door. As overjoyed as we were, we were also a little (a lot) mad about how it easy it was. I took this picture to document the correct way to get our couch in and out of the house because otherwise Preston said that if we ever sell the house, the couch was going with it.
So we had finally managed to get the couch through the front door and even though our halls will have to be repainted (no worries, we keep extra paint in the garage for this very reason) we were able to get it into the living room. By this time it was about 10pm but I was determined to get the living room in order before I went to bed because I am a Bonneau and that's just what we do. Preston helped for a while but when he left to shower I took advantage of my freedom and found the perfect arrangement for our new living room. And when he returned, he thought so too. So without further ado, our newly-arranged, 2012 Christmas-decorated home:
Selma was on to me...
Patti and Selma were not interested in moving for the photos. They were
exhausted after a fun-filled day of photo shoots and endless attention
at our sweet neighbors' house.
I used jute ribbon that I bought from Walmart to hang the faux boxwood
wreaths that I found at Lowe's (which were bigger and less expensive
than the ones at Target). The red pillows on the leather couch are from
Target and the white sweater pillows are from Hobby Lobby. I think the red pillows on the grey couch are from Pier One back in my college days...maybe...I can't remember, but I did use them last year.
I was in New York after Thanksgiving with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law (see this, this, this, this, this and this post) and wasn't able to decorate until the first week in December which is when normal people decorate their homes for Christmas but we are going on vacation soon so I had to hurry to get our decor out so that we could actually enjoy it! We cut down our tree last weekend per tradition at Walls Family Farm (see this, this, this and this post) and decorated it with lights, tinsel and a few ornaments. My plan was to hang Christmas cards on it but I'm only going to have like five cards before we head out of town and have to get rid of the tree so it doesn't burn the house down while we're gone so it's just not worth it. I think we might put the tree in the front yard because we didn't put lights on our house this year (Preston didn't want to die and we weren't interested in paying someone to do it for us to only enjoy it for a couple weeks). I told Preston we should put it on the front porch because who else has a 9-ft. tree on their front porch?
No one.
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