well, hello again

Late last week, the crew and I headed down to Melissa’s place on our way to Dallas for Cotton Bowl weekend.

Can I get a Woo Pig?!

Melissa had rearranged her living room and mantel again. She does that a lot. Unlike me. I never rearrange anything.

Lazy much, Ruthanne? Check.

Back to Melissa.

I fell in love. All the gallery wrapped prints on the wall, the angled couch with the rustic table pushed up behind it, and the mantel filled with whatnots.

One of the things I adore about visiting Melissa is I always feel right at home as soon as I step in her door. Don’t you love places like that?!

The only thing it’s missing is a coffee pot. And coffee. And coffee cups. {Obviously, our friendship is missing a key ingredient. Coffee.}

Melissa took us out to one of her favorite spots for photography sessions. It’s a beautiful spot with a pond, gentle rolling hills and wooded areas. #jealous

You just never know when Darth Vader might show up. I mean you could be out in the middle of nowhere Arkansas and BAM! . . . there he is.

Kind of scary.

And fun.

Before we left Melissa’s place, I made her snap a picture of the kids and I using my camera.

P. S. I tried to figure out a way to bring that wagon home with me in my van. Without Melissa noticing. Or missing it.

P. P. S. Lil’ Darth informed me the other day that when he grows up he wants to find a wife who loves to play with Star Wars Legos as much as he does. Well . . . . alrighty then. Good luck with that. ;-)

your reflection and your perspective. what do you see? a daily conversation i have with myself.

do you see the gray hairs starting to make their presence known?

or

do you see the years that have brought both victory and failures and along with them wisdom and insight?

do you see the wrinkles that frame your eyes?

or

do you see the moments of laughter combined together over a lifetime that brought those lines?

do you see the marks carved into your body from each pregnancy?

or

do you see the children who fill your home with joy and taught you what it means to love unconditionally?

a daily battle to look past what the world does not value and remind myself of what true beauty is made of.

gray hair, wrinkles, stretch marks and all.

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