the surprise of a guitar

I don't know if it's all dads or just mine, but he's next to impossible to shop for. For years, in fact, probably up until this birthday, he's been given books, coffee mugs, occasionally a new shirt or two. It's never a surprise. And it's a little frustrating because it's his birthday and then nine days latter, I have to give him ANOTHER gift that he knows about and is completely unexciting because it's Christmas! Also, when we go to restaurants, he adventurous and will get something totally random, but for birthday cake/dessert, it's cheesecake. 99.9% of the time. But this year, it was different :D!! I didn't give him a book and he didn't get a coffee mug. He got a guitar (from all of us I guess). Awesome!! And, rather than surprising him with, he surprise all his kids with it! Not that it was for us, but we all were like "WOW! A guitar!!" Way to branch out!!

Happy Birthday, Dad! Love you :)

ours

In a few days, Matt and I will have been married for a month. That's crazy. It seems like the honeymoon was months ago, but it was just yesterday that I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to get everything done for the big day. Life has slowed down considerably, but there are still a million things left to do like getting my named changed on my driver's license, comb bank accounts, finish thank yous,  and get my stuff out of boxes and suitcases and into drawers and closets. Yesterday, I finally moved my stuff into the bathroom and it hit me: I'm LIVING here. To stay. I'm married. I'm living with my husband. This is our home. I don't have to spend the next few months going back and forth, keeping my space separate from him, or anyone else for that matter. He's stuff is mine, mine is his and this place is ours.

Thanksgiving 2011

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. I love the food, I love having people around, I love the atmosphere and the memories that come with. This Thanksgiving was particularly memorable for a number of different reasons.

1. I'm married.
2. first holiday as a married woman
3. not with my family
4. on a cruise with my husband
5. the food

The pre-appetizer was bread and butter - you really can't go wrong with that

Caesar salad was the actual appetizer

The main course was filet mignon - I'm not sure if it was really filet mignon because it tasted just like any other piece of beef

and the fruit was my "pre" dessert

the best part of every dinner on the cruise: chocolate melting cake. I ate the gooey goodness 5 nights in a row...

and washed it down with a cappuccino

Leggings For Pants

Lately, there seems to be a lot of status on Facebook saying "girls, since when did leggings qualify as pants??" or something along those words. Personally, I agree with them. For me, there is no way the a skin sucking pair of cloth is more comfortable than a baggy sweats, and I think most would agree with me. However, I believe the reason most women wear leggings isn't comfort but sex appeal. Every curve is exposed, every movement brought into view - just like all fashion trends of today. Women are fed the lie that if they dress sexy, they are empowering themselves. The reality is they aren't empowered at all, but rather are trading in dignity for disrespect. Guys don't look at scantily clad girl and go wow, she deserves respect. If they are a believer, they may be feel sad for her, and if they're not, they're more than likely wondering what it'll take to "tap that."

My challenge is to pray for the girls who are using they body as tool, rather than as a temple. I struggle with this greatly. I judge the girl who is provocatively dressed in church and roll my eyes in disgust to the one who is jogging on the street. I feel livid seeing the string bikinis for two year-olds and wonder what on earth the bride was thinking when her dress shows more of her body than it covers. It's heartbreaking and infuriating. How is that so many women freely hand over their dignity for the sake of fashion and beauty?

While I question, I also have to fight like crazy. I want to feel powerful because if I feel powerful it means I'm beautiful which means I'm desired and if I'm desired, I'm of worth. It's a battle that every woman has to fight, whether she knows she's fighting or not. Thank the Lord my parents were willing to fight tooth and nail with me to show me what beauty means.

Ladies, you are so much more than your body and men, love them beyond touch. Fight for true beauty. I promise it's worth it.

Mexico

The final place Matt and I stopped was Cozumel, Mexico. We spent the day just walking around and shopping.

clear + beautiful

Delightful Snack

I owned Matt at Slug Bug. Final score: 52 - 2

Matt's Dream Jeep

A common way of transportation

Right before we got back on the ship

Cayman Islands

The Cayman Islands were without a doubt both mine and Matt's favorite. Besides from being breathtakingly beautiful, the food was magnificent and the atmosphere was so chill. I'm thinking for our ten year anniversary, Matt and I will be returning there :)

The beach that we spent most of the day at

This was the best meal we had on the whole trip. Matt got the Jerk Chicken

And I got the Mahi Mahi sandwich. Absolutely Scrumptious!

One of my favorite photos from the whole trip :)

Happy Friday!! :)

Jamaica

Matt and I went on a cruise for our honeymoon and it was incredible. No cell phone service, no Internet service, no one else to contact, no last minute plans to make. It was lovely. We spent two days sun baking aboard the ship, then we docked in Montego Bay, Jamaica.

The beach we hung out at

Ingredients for drinks

Another beach view

You can't go to Jamaica and not bargain

And the flowers.....ah I loved them!

 The Sunset over the harbor as we left.