Rejoice

Sing to God, sing praise to his name,
extol him who rides on the clouds,
his name is the Lord -
and rejoice before him.
-Psalm 68:4

(nostalgic pics from my San Diego trip)

Etsy Love

Came across these amazing prints on a random Etsy excursion today. Leigh, over at jkldesign, features both handmade prints as well as vintage photos. I went through her entire shop and kept picking new favorites. Obviously I have a hard time narrowing, so maybe I want them all...

A little bit Wicked

Here are some pics from a family-filled Father's day weekend. I always have a great time when they're in town and this time we managed to refine ourselves and catch the Dallas performance of Wicked. My whole family saw this on a trip to NYC a few years ago and have just loved it since. My sister may or may not know every word to "Popular" and sing it on command at random times, but hey - no judgment here. We all have our songs. ("sweet sixteen todaaaaay...")

Sister and I before Wicked

Me proudly holding my Playbill after getting a little feisty with an usher. (sorry, not sorry)

Here we go, back to being sweet...Big Daddy and I on Father's day - one of the best!

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Taylor: by the way... AMC today has been grease followed by dirty dancing. I feel like you and tiffany would enjoy that

(you might call me predictable...)

Great Days

{a few scenes from yesterday's afternoon walk through my neighborhood}

I want to go to there.

Can you imagine laying here all day? While this isn't a hammock, it ranks up there with my dream of having a hammock, good book, locust-loving Summer day. If you were feeling really saucy, you could make the perfect playlist to accompany said day.

Ahhhh...

Meet Megan

Megan is my friend and roommate. She is the kind of person you just want (read: have) to have around. There is always a person that keeps things light, gives selflessly, and really just lives life around them - that person is Megan. While I have been lucky to call her friend throughout my teens and early 20s, I am now even luckier to share a living space. You can always count on Meg to throw a dinner party at the drop of a hat and/or open a carton of Blue Bell and share it with you on the couch.

(What? We live casually and that's how we like it.)

Sure, doors get left unlocked on occasion and our place isn't the tidiest of sorts on any given day, but it's full of love. One day I'll forget about the mornings that I've let myself be late to work and remember that it was then that we had our best chats. Megan gives perspective to the small things in life and encourages when she needs to on the important things. While I'm not sure that she has a life motto, she definitely radiates joy. She finds it, creates it, and passes it on.

I know I'm thankful that she does...