More mischief...

The damage done today. Fallen ficus.

The culprit.

Puberty in Full Swing

This is the kind of thing one comes home to when one's beloved feline nemesis friend hits puberty.

Wait...can a cat go through puberty without his hormone-producing elements?!

Regardless...I'm still finding pine cones and decorative balls in all kinds of nooks and crannies throughout the house.

Awkward apple pickin'

We have got to get better at this whole picture taking deal before our engagement session. 

Bless it.

The Future Mrs. Ryan Thomason

More narrative on the actual proposal to come, but here are some pictures to entertain your eyes in the meantime.

The set up.

Ephesians 5:21

The bling.

Pictures just don't do it justice. My man did a dang good job on this one.

Amos got into the water basin...post-foot-washing. I've been told I have pleasant toe jam.

My hubbie-to-be!

For those of you who know the story...this is the party bus. S-K-E-T-C-H.

Life post board exam

On my list of things to do after the boards:

Get a kitten.

Meet Amos, the chillest kitty EVER (named after Amos Lee, the chillest musician ever). 

If Amos had a genetic syndrome, he would have Waardenburg syndrome. Yes, he has one blue eye and one green eye.

Amos' chill personality makes it difficult to capture him when he's not conked out.

What I haven't told you yet is that I'm a terrible mother and suddenly switched his brand of food when I brought him home. That led to Amos vomiting nonstop for over an hour starting at 3:45am. Which ended up in a visit to the kitty ER after blood started coming up with it. I just cried and cried (what's new) as he puked, feeling completely helpless and totally guilty. I can't imagine how it will be having a sick kid.

Hope for the Black Thumb

And his name is Ryan Myles.

I'm so thankful my man got skills diggin' in the dirt.

Cause now I have a happy patio. 

(FYI-In Guatemala, where Ryan lived for 4 months, your home is considered "sad" if it is not filled with plants. We are in the process of making my home a happy home.) 

LOVE this bucket. Thanks, Lowe's.

Confessions from this week

This is what life looks like after 7 straight months of studying for boards. 

This is what you eat for dinner every night for 4 straight days after being told that you can't work for the next 3 months.

Sprinkled sustenance courtesy of Nice! brand from Walgreens.

And you think I'm kidding...

Race #2

I like my running buddy :)
(The Before)

Our attempt to look worn out, but really I just look stoned and Ry looks confused.
(The After)

Black thumb

This is called death.

This is called redemption.

And this is called beauty grown by someone else and graciously given to Madison Blaine who can only grow fingernails and nothing else. (Thank you, dear sweet Tom.)

Freedom Run

This is what freedom looks like at 8am on the morning of your first race ever.

This is what freedom looks like after you've run walked up a half-mile hill of death and then topped it off with another 2.5 miles over a mountain.

Welcome Winter

Just call me Martha

Crochet = addiction 

Check out my diva (made in China) modeling my crochet accessories (NOT made in China). 

Happy New Year!

Apparently, we roomies find it uncomfortable to touch each other. 

Most. awkward. pictures. ever. 

Which is worst...A or B?

Awkward Pose A

Awkward Pose B

This should have won best store-bought mask.

And Tenika should have taken the cake for best HOMEMADE mask.

No words.

Garage turned dance flo!

Those of us who refused to bring our own masks had to look like Teenage MUTATED Ninja Turtles...