Where the Wild Things Are

Each summer when I was little, my mom would take us to do the library adventure. For a certain number of books that you read, you got a clue each time to help you solve a mystery. At the end of the adventure one summer, when I had earned my final clue, I remember they handed me a huge key with a velvet ribbon on it, and I got to go into the basement and unlock a door. Behind it was an Egyptian tomb, with gold and jewels, and all sorts of exciting stuff. It was all cardboard and spray paint, and I'm not even sure what the whole mystery was even about. But I got a t-shirt and a free book, and it filled our summers with excitement that got us to read. I still remember the way that library smelled, and how excited we were to check out books or movies. And most of all I remember the "Where the Wild Things Are" images painted huge up on the walls above the bookshelves. We loved that book. I mean loved it. I almost want to cry thinking about the six year old version of me reading that book. And now I cannot wait for this movie. Tom Hanks is producing it, so I'm hoping that it's incredible. The book is only ten sentences long, so I'm excited to see how they've made a full movie out of it. Just watch the preview. Even Julie said, "it's going to make me cry!" I totally agree.

Springtime Makeover

When Austin and I first got married, we bought a duvet cover with some gift cards we received for Pottery Barn. It was really cute, but for the last couple weeks, it makes me feel like our bedroom is very....blah. It's just pretty simple and almost too grown up looking. So in honor of the beautiful spring weather, and as a result of some extra money last paycheck, we got a new quilt and shams. It is so bright and cheerful, and I have wanted a patchwork bedspread for so long! We ordered it from Urban Outfitters, and they even gave us free shipping. I can't wait for it to come and make our room as summery as it is outside!

In the leafy treetops....

....the birds sing good morning! This was one of my sister's favorite primary songs, and it is seriously adorable. And I've been singing it in my head all day as I look at these birdhouses on Etsy. I'm really looking to get rid of the abandoned creepy chimes (a fear from my childhood neighbors, the Rhodes) that hang on the hook by our garden shed. And I am just dying to replace them with one of these! I'm thinking the teal, vintage looking one. Which one do you think??

One of those days....

....when I want to go home from work early, put on pajamas, take some ibuprofen, cuddle up on the couch with my kitten, and watch Roman Holiday, An Affair to Remember, Friends, and Love Actually until it's time to just go to sleep and start over again tomorrow.

Because that's me right now...



















5:30 pm please come fast.

Summertime!

The sun is shining, there's dew on our grass, and it smells like fresh spring air. It's the most wonderful time of the year in Utah! We're planting our garden tonight, and we mowed our lawn for the first time last week. And of course, it's almost swim suit time! So I've been looking for the perfect one for this summer, as I plan on spending way more time by the pool than I have for the last couple of years. Plus with my parents in California, we'll obviously have to get down there to the beach! I have been scouting for suits, and I found this one today that I think is absolutely perfect...




















But I also LOVE this one! It's so very Marilyn Monroe, and looks so flattering. Plus I could get a great tan to look good in the black. Tell me what you think, and help me solve my summertime dilemma! =)

Never too old for that

I inherited my mother's tendency to cry about everything. No seriously, everything. Commercials, game shows, cartoons, just about anything in church. And lately I find myself tearing up at work more often than usual. Most of my day here is spent running around, stressed out and never slowing down. But today one of our patients, a younger man, came in with his daughter who was only about four. He was the one being seen, and as I seated him in the room, she climbed up on his lap and said "Don't worry Dad, I'll hold your hand". I put the blood pressure cuff on his arm, and she got a very serious look on her face as she took his hand in both of her little ones. I had to turn and just look at the computer to keep from crying right there. I think we could all use a little bit of that sometimes. Someone who doesn't care if we have legitimate reason to be scared, but just wants us to know that no matter what, they will hold our hand and we will be okay.