Sunday, September 30, 2012

DIY: Home Camping

You'd think we'd accept it by now: we're not the camping couple. We have plenty of good stuff going for us, but camping, nah, not for us. The first time we tried it was in my parent's backyard--a dry run for a bigger trip coming up later that year. Half way through the night, we got cold and went inside to sleep on the sofa. The next time was the big camping trip, for my sister's wedding in New Mexico. We pitched our tent, settled in, and then I had the worst allergy attack of my life and Leslie had to drive me to Wal-Mart in the middle of the night and pump me full of Claritin. I woke up in the La Quinta.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

DIY: Wedding Newspaper Invitations

Maybe it's our upcoming anniversary, or my blogging buddy's upcoming wedding, but I can't stop reminiscing about our wedding. One of my favorite DIY projects from the wedding wasn't even in our wedding, but it was one of the most important pieces to our big day: the invitations!

We struggled a lot at first with our invitations. We wanted them to be creative, but we couldn't find any store-bought ones that captured our personalities. We also wanted them to be affordable. And we had way too much to say that couldn't all fit onto one invitation card. So our answer was to...

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

DIY: Paper Anniversary

The pressure is on. In exactly one week from today it will be our second anniversary as a married couple. While I'm excited to celebrate 730 days of blissful marriage, I'm terrified of giving Pete a gift. Pete treats gift-giving like a sport. He spends months training for the planning, presentation, and execution of the gift. For at least two weeks in advance, I am reminded on a daily basis that "this is going to be the best gift ever." He has that excited close-mouthed grin on his face like he's trying really hard not to spill out any clues to what the gift might be.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

We're famous! And so is Brooksville!

Pete and I were both raised in the small town of Brooksville, FL. Brooksville hardly has more than 7,000 residents, but it's a town with a lot of heart. I grew up near downtown Brooksville, which meant that I was always walking or riding my bike to the shops and restaurants, even before my Mom said I could (sorry, Mom!). I'd spend my days reading library  books under the oak trees, tip-toeing around the antique shops, and sitting in the window booth of Main Street Eatery, enjoying a turkey melt with my best friend.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Junkmaster Update: Project Complete

A few months ago I set out on a mission to become a "junkmaster." Since even I didn't quite know what that meant, I had to create a curriculum that would make me fit to be a junkmaster (at least how I imagine it).

One of the junkmaster goals was accomplished during our move so this update is well overdue!