Post- opening Carnage:
Reading his new book, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo:
The view from his window:
Imitating Pops:
*Sorry the pictures are backwards. I cant be bothered to rearrange. ENJOY, Mum!
7.24.2010
Dayne's Birthday Package!
My brother Dayne turned 25 this week... all the way in Germany. I guess they have birthday celebrations there too. It was a little sad he wasnt here for his 25th, but its ok. I am sure he had good fun with his German friends. Inga took some pictures of Dayne opening his ENORMOUS package from Mum and Dad so I am reposting them here for the benefit of our non-Facebook family members. Hope you had a great day, Dayne!
Post- opening Carnage:
The view from his window:
Imitating Pops:
*Sorry the pictures are backwards. I cant be bothered to rearrange. ENJOY, Mum!
Post- opening Carnage:
The view from his window:
Imitating Pops:
*Sorry the pictures are backwards. I cant be bothered to rearrange. ENJOY, Mum!
7.22.2010
For Breakfast, We Gather
if you have a moment, pop on over to For Breakfast, We Gather for our first "breakfast blog" post.
The Loys: August 5th
New Paint. New Fabric. New Art. DCF Revamp
and new art for bathrooms:
before:
after:
and new art for bathrooms:
The Loys: August 20
Who Said Moving was Normal?
In moving from a 3/2 apartment with a huge kitchen to a 2/1 apartment with a tiny EVERYTHING, you have to go through your junk and get rid of A TON! I managed to capture many moments of Brandon going insane as his precious treasures were ripped from his hands. [I did mine more privately, sans husband and sans camera.] Also, know you will eat a lot of junk food when moving. Just embrace this ahead of time, and all will be well. Enjoy our oreo and cape cod chip induced insanity:
we moved our bed to the living room the last 3 nights to 1. watch lost in bed and 2. have some awesome sleep in a well air conditioned place.
no, he did not graduate from clemson. its breitmeier's tassle.
my name is whitney and they are too cheap to get me a new name tag of my very own.
i dont even know.
more to follow here or at Sea and Islands of our new home called "Paloma."
also, more on naming things later.
In moving from a 3/2 apartment with a huge kitchen to a 2/1 apartment with a tiny EVERYTHING, you have to go through your junk and get rid of A TON! I managed to capture many moments of Brandon going insane as his precious treasures were ripped from his hands. [I did mine more privately, sans husband and sans camera.] Also, know you will eat a lot of junk food when moving. Just embrace this ahead of time, and all will be well. Enjoy our oreo and cape cod chip induced insanity:
we moved our bed to the living room the last 3 nights to 1. watch lost in bed and 2. have some awesome sleep in a well air conditioned place.
no, he did not graduate from clemson. its breitmeier's tassle.
my name is whitney and they are too cheap to get me a new name tag of my very own.
i dont even know.more to follow here or at Sea and Islands of our new home called "Paloma."
also, more on naming things later.
The Loys: August 29
The Scent of Autumn
And so, we have moved into our new home, which I cannot yet call that happily. This act of adjusting to a new environment and situation is more difficult that I am accustomed. I wake in the morning, confused as to where I am and where I will take my coffee. I have not found my reading nook, nor my place for quiet journal moments. My desk is in serious need of organization and, yet, I do not do it.What has helped immensely has been the blessing of friends to join us for movies, coffee, dinner and a blether. There is something about hosting that forces a place to feel like home.
Another action which enables these emotions is the act of naming. My goal and desire is to name every place Brandon and I live. Here, we live on "Dove Circle." I am not immensely excited with this word, dove. I recall, in the courting days of our dating/ getting-to-know-you relationship, Brandon was quite taken with the Spanish translation, Paloma. We have agreed to call this home Paloma in honor of the giddiness of first dates, the lavishness of languages, and the Christian symbolism of peace. May this address be a place of romance and friendship, a place of rest and dreams, and a place to develop inner passions into our greater calling as husband and wife.
The Loys: February 8
you do see it correctly: the Loys are moving to Charleston! this is a bittersweet time, folks.
sweet in the recognizing of God's breathe over this transition and His hand in guiding our steps. sweet in the prospect of seeing the ocean more than tri-yearly. sweet in the hope of laying some roots and being established for a few years to come. sweet in the promise of living near family, in this adult life we have created. sweet in the renewal and continuation of friendships long-ago begun.
this move is providential and sweet.
but the bitter brings tears and moments-to-pause. bitter at the friends we are leaving, life-long friends we've created a life around. bitter at the leaving of our dear church, sweet dcf, and the love we have been living there. bitter at the loss of mountains and waterfalls, of snow days and mid-summer lake excursions. bitter at the seperation of life we know as a couple and life we cannot fathom.
this move is tearful and bitter.
And yet, we have a promise and a hope. We walk alongside Eternity's Plan in crafting this life of passions, sorrows and dreams. We will sit and we will ask and when opportunity arises, we will say "yes." (Lord, may this be worked out in our lives, day-in and day-out.)
sweet in the recognizing of God's breathe over this transition and His hand in guiding our steps. sweet in the prospect of seeing the ocean more than tri-yearly. sweet in the hope of laying some roots and being established for a few years to come. sweet in the promise of living near family, in this adult life we have created. sweet in the renewal and continuation of friendships long-ago begun.
this move is providential and sweet.
but the bitter brings tears and moments-to-pause. bitter at the friends we are leaving, life-long friends we've created a life around. bitter at the leaving of our dear church, sweet dcf, and the love we have been living there. bitter at the loss of mountains and waterfalls, of snow days and mid-summer lake excursions. bitter at the seperation of life we know as a couple and life we cannot fathom.
this move is tearful and bitter.
And yet, we have a promise and a hope. We walk alongside Eternity's Plan in crafting this life of passions, sorrows and dreams. We will sit and we will ask and when opportunity arises, we will say "yes." (Lord, may this be worked out in our lives, day-in and day-out.)
when 3 am calls
I normally lie in bed, wanting to toss and turn, not wanting to awaken the husband. After ten minutes or so, I typically think to pray for both of us, for our friends and our families. We have a lot of friends and families so by the time I am done here, I normally fall asleep again.
Alas, not today.
I have been up for two hours now, trying desperately to stop myself from making coffee. My body wants caffeine but my head knows I should sleep more tonight. I have worked on several of my impending projects, which feels nice to check some things off the grand List of Projects and Things To Do.
Mostly, I am amazed at how quickly one can accomplish things in the wee hours of the morning. I might become an addict of going to bed at 9 and getting up at 3 or 4. I will have to remember to remove all things-with-potential-to-be-used from the bedroom the night before.
Over on the Loys blog, we are changing things up. Brandon and I are going to start writing breakfast reviews of places we eat in and around Charleston. Because we love to travel, we will guest highlight a spot or two. Pop on over and enjoy the nitty gritty of reviews! Also, because of this, I will be reposting some of the "getting married" and "newlywed" posts here, as I will delete them due to their now-unrelevant factor.
Alas, not today.
I have been up for two hours now, trying desperately to stop myself from making coffee. My body wants caffeine but my head knows I should sleep more tonight. I have worked on several of my impending projects, which feels nice to check some things off the grand List of Projects and Things To Do.
Mostly, I am amazed at how quickly one can accomplish things in the wee hours of the morning. I might become an addict of going to bed at 9 and getting up at 3 or 4. I will have to remember to remove all things-with-potential-to-be-used from the bedroom the night before.
Over on the Loys blog, we are changing things up. Brandon and I are going to start writing breakfast reviews of places we eat in and around Charleston. Because we love to travel, we will guest highlight a spot or two. Pop on over and enjoy the nitty gritty of reviews! Also, because of this, I will be reposting some of the "getting married" and "newlywed" posts here, as I will delete them due to their now-unrelevant factor.
7.06.2010
back from PR
I am back from PR and you can see some photos here. By no means is it all of our photos- many more of mojitos, beaches, ferry rides, and old san juan where these came from.
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