I'll admit, there are times that I wish our life were budget-less. I see people who get to spare no expense while decorating a new home, and it sometimes seems so much easier to accomplish the look you're going for. Most of the time, though, I love that we're on a decorating budget (and, well, every other type of budget). Nothing huge in our home has been purchased new. The fact that most of our things are hand me downs, Craigslist or thrift store finds is fun! It forces us to hunt down the things that we need or want, and sometimes we strike gold. Although it would be lovely for our new home to be furnished and fully decorated all at once, we'll settle for the never ending process of "one piece at a time".
Today while browsing a thrift store in Lexington after work I came across this set of Georges Briard china. The pattern is called Carousel, come to find out, and it's from the late 60's-early 70's-- very retro and authentic. The guy at the counter gave me all 6 dinner plates, saucers, and tea cups for $5. Did you hear me? Vintage china for $5! I'm not one for the whole china thing-- I think it's a little dated and definitely doesn't suit our lifestyle, but I am in love with these dishes and know we'll be pulling them out when we have people over.
One of my favorite things is when you're driving down the highway in the rain and you pass under a bridge. It was quite stormy the other day, but that tiny moment on my way to work kind of made me smile. The second when the pounding rain stops is almost deafeningly silent, then, in a flash, you're back to squinting to see the road and listening to the rain come heavily down on your windshield.
Such is life. The past months have been full of so much rain. At times I've felt like I'm squinting, just barely faithful, only trusting that the Road is there but not knowing where it's going or why I'm on it. Quite honestly there have been times where my heart has ached so much that I wanted to just pull over. Stop completely and abandon trust.
But my heart is well. I'm so thankful that there is shelter, and that there are moments of silence, when His purpose is clear and we are able to renew our vigor. He is our Ma'on... our Dwelling Place, our Refuge in the midst of pain. Oh, that we (I) would let him be more than just a fleeting second or two of peace and rest before we're driven back into the storm!
Happy Easter, friends. Bask in the Resurrection of Christ! Let's rejoice.
It's been a crazy two weeks! We are in the new house and love it... so much. We are pretty much obsessed with the fact that we have a dishwasher and actual counter space among other things. The one thing that's kind of killing me is not being able to paint the walls-- I don't know how to function without my marigold kitchen. Anyway, I'll take pictures once I feel as though it's adequately settled (or, at least when we don't have boxes to unpack anymore).
I did take this one picture of the amazing lamp we found while thrifting the other week. The poor thing was so caked in dirt that you could barely tell it was white-- Colin actually cringed when I asked him to hold it (Although, he now admits how glad he is that we bough it!). I knew it had potential and I was right! It fits right in. Love the ceramic and wood together.
It's so funny how much tastes can change in such a little amount of time. I remember a couple of years ago sharing how much I couldn't stand most female singers and wouldn't choose to listen to most. Lately I'm obsessed-- Feist, Zee Avi, A Fine Frenzy, and more lately, The Bird and the Bee. The femininity of this genre almost seems to lend itself to the breezy, sunny season that's upon us.
Enjoy! Hope everyone's having a great week. Let's enjoy spring while it lasts!
