say cheese!

Last week, while in the dairy aisle at the grocery store picking out my shredded cheese, a woman said to me "You have a beautiful profile...very intersting...stunning....really."

It was flattering and awkward. I said a sheepish 'thank you!?' and then something stupid like 'good luck finding your cheese!' [hahh!?]

But speaking of great profiles, check these out! My friend Jessi [who had her baby Naomi on the 27th] had some pregnancy photos taken last week by Cyle Nunemaker. I am loving them!

lusssh-ious

two of my favorite things:

Rosebud Salve is a classic! Madeline turned me on to it in college. Can be used for lips, chapped skin, even diaper rash.

and after application, my lips feel like this:



Tom Ford Black Orchid was a christmas present from my darling husband. It's a very rich, luxurious scent, with Bergamot, Jasmine and Vanilla, with a touch of spice. Perfect for winter.

and when I wear this heady, sensous scent, I feel like this:

purrrRRrrr.

both can be purchased at Sephora....

spring can't come soon enough

Bizarre weather lately... and especially for those on the east coast, here is a glimpse of hope. Spring will come again! (as I type this, the sun peeks through the clouds for the first time in days!)

[photo of Lauren M.]

for beauty, and mind

(Chihuly, Union Station, Tacoma Wa)

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirious of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..." - Jack Kerouac

happy clay

I have to share some art with you! My wonderful friend Niki is a fashion photographer, mixed media artist and ceramic artist extraordinare. She has been making some of the most beautiful pottery I've ever seen. Her new business, Happy Clay, will make your heart go boom. Trust me.

Check out her Esty shop http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5861171

For our wedding, she created 28 individual cups as wedding favors for our guests to toast in, and then take home. Here is a photo from our reception:

They make great birthday, wedding, christmas or just anytime gifts!

Enjoy!

our love story is long, and shorter with pictures

When Chris and I met, he was 13 and I was 14. I was friends with his sister. He had cooties. We looked like this:

A little while later, here we are again. Chris 13 (looks 9), Yana 14, (going on 21). He was still young, annoying and had cooties. Amy (my now sister in-love, with some killer Brooke Shields calvin klein model eyebrows) is on the left of me , and my dad (with long hair) and my mom in white. She looks good in white.

2 years later, Chris is taller, 16 and plays the drums, and I the bass guitar. I love myself a musician, but when asked "Why don't you like CHRIS" by some of his friends, my reply- "He's 16!?! Since I'm so mature for my age it would NEVER work. I need an OLDER man"

4 years later, Chris 19, Yana just turned 21, came on a missions trip to Bulgaria with my family. It was there that I saw him a new light, as a mature and hilarious dude and I began to like his cooties. When we sat down in Turkey he told me "I like you" and I was excited, scared, and thought, 'but you're amy's younger brother!?' We began a long distance phone relationship from Cali to Maine.

As most long distance relationships go- we had majors ups and downs, and eventually faltered completely. The next year on another missions trip we had another 'talk' in Turkey. I apologized for our relationship not working out and said "but we're still friends, right??" and he said "No, I'm still in love with you, and I'm not going to stop pursuing you". We were 21 and 22. After that his sister asked me to be her Maid of Honor, and I spent a lot of my summer in maine, planning her wedding, and falling in love with Chris.

By October 2006, the wedding, I knew Chris and I were perfect for eachother. My journal entries from that summer are so fun to read. We went to the coast for our first 'date' and watched the waves crash. It was there that we talked about our history, feelings and hopes for the future. He asked me to court him.

A year later, 2007, in Turkey, he asked me to marry him. I don't have a picture from the engagement, because he forgot a camera (!? i know. I'm still sad about it) but here's a good one from soon after.

June 8th, 2008 we got married in a park.

And the best is yet to come.

Baby on board is about to arrive

My beautiful friend Jessi is having her first baby today!

Little Naomi is going to arrive and change the world as we know it. I can't wait to be an Auntie.

:)

Boom-Boom

Madeline from 'My Boy and Me' tagged me in this game of what makes my heart happy.

1. the purple orchid on my bedside table. It's elegance brings a smile to my face every morning.

2. snuggling with my husband, especially when it's cold and snowy outside.

3. a hot cuppa joe, in the morning. Just cream please.

4. music. All kinds. Jazzy, ethnic, indie, booty shakin, and head bangin.

5. reading other women's blogs about health, organic living, babies, art. It inspires me to be a beautiful mother. I believe Jesus wants me to raise my kids with as much love, joy and organic goodness as possible, and that is encouraged by all of your blogs. thanks.

6. the frozen river view from my parents house. Its a simple joy to sit by the fire and watch the ice flow by.


Anyone who reads this should also sit for a moment and realize at least 6 things that make you go boom-boom, and then share them!

Cheers!




Link to the person who gave you the award.
Post the rules on your blog.
List six things that make you happy.
Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.

Follow?

As I edited my 'followers' gidget today, I sat there for a moment and chuckled to myself.
What should I name the empty list of occasional readers that probably I don't have?
Enjoyers of the blog? (Went with that) Stalkers? (too sarcastic) Other people who find me funny? (well i would hardly call myself funny) Readers? (meh?) Haha... 'Yana- (to myself) not that big of a deal, madeline is your only reader anyway...why bother?)
hahaha....

This blog began two years ago as a venting tool, but now it have evolved into something I really enjoy. I may still be a tad insecure about my writings, and I may use the 'backspace' key too much...but I'm happy that I write from the heart. If you enjoy reading my blogs, full of my heart, be a follower. How bout it?

Random Beauty

A little bit of random beauty to brighten your day...

And also a random quote: Every child is born an artist. The problem is to remain an artist once he grows up - Pablo Picasso

How about sharing an image, quote, or scripture that you enjoy? Let's make this a tag!

Enjoy!

does anyone know to be busy and stress free?

I am learning how to relax!

It is very difficult for someone who is an achiever, to-do lister, and busy bee, trust me. Last week I completely ran out of things to do around my house! The dishwasher was empty, the trash was taken out, laundry clean, sheets cleaned and ironed, (i know right, who irons their sheets?) basement cleaned and resorted. I even went grocery shopping out of boredom!!

I have all this time on my hands because I recently quit my job, and will be in transition to move someone in to take my place. Quitting my job has already unloaded a huge stress of my shoulders, which I am so happy with. So now I am just trying to learn what to do with my newly found time.

So what's on my plate today? The last of the 5 laundry loads is done, unload the dishwasher, check my facebook, roast a chicken and kiss my husband at 5:20 pm. Then after dinner go put up some new drywall in my bedroom.

Tomorrow? maybe i'll get to that sewing/repair project i've been avoiding. And then maybe make a chicken soup with the leftover bones?

But let me cast a bit of perspective. I'm not going to be sitting around doing nothing for long. Hopefully in three weeks we move into our house. Which means, I will be up to my eye balls in unpacking boxes, priming walls, decorating and sorting. Which means, in essence that I will be busy again, but this time without stress. And that's exactly what I want to learn to do.

innocence mission

Good memories last a lifetime.

A certain memory that always comes to mind when I hear a song by the Innocence Mission was about two and a half years ago, in New Orleans. I was on a date with my then boyfriend, Freddy. We were driving on St. Charles with the windows down. The air was so balmy and sweet. The dreamy folky Innocence Mission was playing and I had my arm out the window. My temple was pressed against my arm as the air gently flowed off my face and through my hair. It felt in that moment that time had paused and that all was well in the world. Everything would work out fine. I didn't know if I would marry Fred, and I didn't care. I knew my roommates were the worst roommates in the world, but I didn't care. There were so many things askew in my life, but in that moment everything was perfect.

Shortly after that Fred & I broke up, and I moved out of my apartment, leaving a months rent, my kitchen table, and scarcely a goodbye. There was no way around regretting decisions that summer, but at least I have that one memory to bring a smile to my face. Still.

searching

for over a year I have felt unsatisfied with my job. The nature of my work is wonderful, bringing missionary groups to foreign countries and feed, clothe, and serve the poor. And most importantly, share the Love of God with them. I love to do it, and have so for the past 5 years. Working for family is amazing and challenging. So for many reasons and details, which I am hesitant to share since this is available for the world to seek and find, I am in need of new job.

I'm sharing this big and important issue because I need anyone who reads this to pray for me to have direction. I tend to not be so vulnerable on my blog, because it's hard to write and hard to read. I have brought this to the Lord so many times this past year, and for whatever reason, I have yet to know, He is being awfully quiet on this one. I don't know if he just wants me to learn to trust him? Probably.

My heart contains so many dreams that I want to accomplish, but I just don't know how to get from A-B. Also, my health is still a large problem that holds me back from pursuing the dreams I do have.

So, please pray for me, and my next blog will be more...up-beat.

;)

Cheers to the New Year

The band Death Cab For Cutie puts it well:

'so this is the new year, and I don't feel any different. the clanking of crystal, explosions off in the distance. so this is the new year and I have no resolutions, for self-assigned penance, for problems with easy solutions, so everybody put your best suit or dress on, let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once, lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn, as thirty dialogues bleed into one, I wish the world was flat like the old days, then I could travel just by folding a map, no more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways, there'd be no distance that can hold us back.'

The end of one year and beginning of another always gets people thinking, and reminiscing.
Looking back at the past years accomplishments, mistakes, goals reached, highs and lows...and thinking 'what I will do differently next time'. I have certainly done a lot this past year, as getting married, relocating, buying and renovating a house can be a wee bit time consuming.

My resolutions (the small and large of them):

Use a thimble when sewing
Buy less (of everything)
Plant a beginner's garden and cultivate a green thumb
Fill my house with laughter and beauty daily
Be more daring, culinarily speaking.
Be fit through pilates
Create the art that's buzzing in my heart
Keep my resolutions.


So, my three readers (i gained 1, my husband) madeline, kate and chris, have you made your own resolutions?

Cheers!