what i love about vacation

I love sleeping in.

I love not worrying about what time it is.

I love reading, reading, reading.

I love the books I pick to take on vacation ... mind candy/beach reads only. Save the challenging stuff for home.

I love eating. Planning our next meal. Splurging on dessert.

I love having T    I    M   E with my husband. Hours of it. Days of it. Uninterrupted time.

I love listening to built-up podcasts while driving.

I love playing car games as the miles pass.

I love getting to the destination.

I love fresh hotel sheets and fluffy comforters.

I love seeing new things, or old things that I missed.

I love ice cream even more on vacation.

I love not having to make time for exercise.

I love not doing the dishes.

I love not planning meals to cook, or visiting the grocery store.

I love visiting the grocery store just for snacks.

I love the freedom.

Vacation, I love you.
(But coming home is usually pretty great too.)


*photo from our last vacation


I hope heaven feels like my time in Faith in Action - using my gifts, laughing till crying, eating good meals, and seeing the country. Fellowship.

I hope my sister and I always live close to each other.

I hope the weather changes soon. It's such a windy mess outside.

I hope we meet our goal at the office this year. I'm worried.

I hope my husband loves grad school. I hope he makes good friends that help the two years pass quickly. I hope the teachers see what a great student and servant he is.

I hope we always live a good story, and never let being lazy get in the way of adventure.

I hope we have children someday.

I hope I get to have a house full of windows.

I hope I'm not disappointed at the finale of Lost. (And I REALLY hope no one ruins it for me before I get there)

I hope we keep exercising and keep eating healthy, one day at a time.

I hope our upcoming move goes smoothly.

I hope our next vacation is restful. And the weather is nice.

But mostly, I just hope Jesus comes soon. And that there is a rockin beach in heaven.

on dating your spouse

Date your husband.

It's advice I've heard my entire life. From everyone. Media, parents, friends, relationship books.

And I always thought it was good advice. But my thoughts never really moved past the physical aspect of dating - an activity that two people do together. Date night, movies, restaurants, bowling, biking, etc.

But recently I've realized that it goes so much deeper. Dating is so much more than events planned in advance. Dating is a way of speaking to your husband, spoiling your husband, loving your husband. Dating is holding hands in church, playing board games together at small group, exchanging glances at a party. Dating is continuing to choose romance, day in and day out.

Do you remember what if felt like when you first starting dating? Every touch was heightened. Any communication was special. We'd spend hours kissing, talking, walking. I was so excited to know Tyler, and he couldn't get enough of me. I loved driving through town together, windows down and music blaring. I felt so lucky to be the girl beside him. I felt special.

And like most couples, after dating we got married. The highest compliment you can pay to another. The ultimate special feeling. And that feeling carries over into newlywed bliss for a while. It's easy to date your new husband. Every single day feels like a date. You're living together! It is awesome!

But that fades. It just does. That's where the advice comes in. Date.

Yes, plan activities together. Get excited about outings. Go to the movie theater. Get buttered popcorn.

But don't forget to sneak glances like you did when you were dating.

Hold his hand in the store like you did when you were dating.

Leave sweet voicemails and notes like you did when you were dating.

Watch a movie he loves like you did when you were dating.

Surprise each other like you did when you were dating.  

Say thank you like you did when you were dating.

But most of all, don't let the monotony of life numb you. Don't let familiarity become the enemy.

In his book Sex God, Rob Bell talks about humans having bottomless souls, that we can never stop learning about each other. I love that. I love what it means for marriage. For fifty years from now.

A lot of people miss that "beginning" feeling from dating someone new - but I really think you can have something better. Something deeper -- with your husband.   

she & he: april

He has all his books in for grad school.

She is making huge progress on the quilt. And getting comfy with the seam ripper.

They are eating more Mexican food than ever. If possible.

She got to babysit her best friend's adorable baby girl.

He is counting down the days at work.

They watched a few baseball games. But left early because of the cold.

She cooked dinner for the in-laws. Lasagna is always a win.

He mastered green chile cheeseburgers.

She mastered homemade fries.

Golfing was attempted.

Windstorms were survived. 

They LOVED their first time at Alamo Drafthouse.

So much so that she works there now - freelance Event Coordinator!

She is pumped for her first event in May.

He is pumped for free tickets and food.

They can't wait for vacation.

15 days to go.