If you don’t listen to some of the stuff that comes out of them, you should. It is so worshipful. These were the words filling my commute this morning…
The angels dance around You,
the earth it sings about You.
Open up the Heavens Lord,
let your Kingdom come to us.
My praises all surround You,
my soul can’t dance without You.
Open up the Heavens Lord,
let your Kingdom come to us.
Unto you, be all the Glory.
Unto You, be all the Glory.
Listen to this song here. You won’t be disappointed.
So back in the day (when Megan was still around) Chelsea, Megan, and I (and sometimes Amaris!) would meet for breakfast once a week. We claimed it was to catch up and have a fun morning together before work, but let’s be honest: we love eating at Broadway Bagel. Ok ok, it’s also a great way to start the day with friends and conversation! But since Megan has left us for nursing school we had to replace her. Welcome, Mary Kate.
Awkwardly asking for our picture to be taken.
free hot chocolate? yes, please.
Saved you a seat, Meg!
This weekend, I traveled to the ATL to spend a weekend celebrating Jessica! Though we had to plan several months in advance to make sure we could all actually be there, it was time well spent to commemorate “the-weekend-that-shall-not-be-named.” (get the reference?)
We arrived Friday evening and began the weekend with drinks on top of the Westin at The Sundial. The bar spins so that you get a 360 degree view of downtown Atlanta! It was fun, but I must admit also severely disorienting. Spinning and a glass of wine on the 72nd floor…whew.
Ashley and Jessica
The next morning, we had planned to get up and go to breakfast. Apparently when we hit our pillows though, none of us realized how tired we were! We didn’t wake up until 10:45! Pretty sure it’s been forever since I’ve slept that late or that hard. So we got up, went to lunch at Tin Drum for some delicious pad thai, and did a little shopping at H&M and West Elm. We had also heard rumor of the “buggy escalator” at Target so we had to experience it for ourselves.
We then went over to Ashley’s aunt and uncles house (aka my dream house) to celebrate Mitchell’s birthday!
Caitlin came on Saturday!
The birthday boy!
Learning to "wang wit it"?
After a meal of cheeseburgers and Texas caviar, Ashley was ready to install her new shower head.
Righty tighty, lefty loosey.
We capped off the weekend with a delicious brunch at Highland Bakery in the Virginia Highlands neighborhood of Atlanta. It was DELICIOUS!
I couldn’t have asked for a better weekend with long-time friends. It was relaxing, laid back, and a great time catching up! Even though it’s hard to get together when we all live in different cities with individually busy lives, it makes the time we do get to spend together that much more special.
I am so blessed to have such great friends!
…at least for now.
brief hiatus from the bloggersphere, I’ve decided to make a triumphant comeback! Not sure if this means I’ve been bored at work, if I’m so narcissistic that I actually think people care to read about my life, or if this is in fact some sort of therapeutic stress-reliever. Regardless: here I am. Back to the world of blogging.
I’ll attempt to say something insightful and meaningful now and again, but I can’t promise anything.
Here’s what you’ve missed:
(resisting the urge continue that phrase singing “on…GLEE!” Don’t judge.)
Kyle and I have officially been married for over a year now. Time flies.
We moved to Greenville. And love it.
We’ve been to more weddings than we can count, that include but are not limited to…
Kyle turned 25. (Wow we’re old. Wow this pic is blurry.)
Ellie and Chester love the dog park.
Angel and I got prepared for Halloween.
That’s all for now!
Feels good to be back.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.
In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens
and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
How could you see these and not believe?
So, we actually went on this trip weeks ago, but I’m just now blogging about it. Don’t judge me on my blogger-ship status.
I have decided that going to the beach in May is the perfect time to go: 1) Not everyone is out of school yet so the beach isn’t way overcrowded. 2) It’s not so hot that you only want to sit on the beach for approximately 10 mins and then you’re ready to go in. This was particularly great for me because I don’t get in the ocean. (You have no idea what is swimming/lurking beneath you, and if that doesn’t kill you, the undertoe will. So I stay clear of all things ocean. See SHARKS if you say sharks are no where near Ocean Isle, NC. You’re wrong.)
We spent our days on the beach:
and laying out.
Levi absolutely loved being at the beach….
So did Zoe…
The only downside? They loved the beach SO much that they woke up every morning around 6AM in their anticipation to go!
At night we played putt putt…
Ate at our favorite ice cream shop…
Walked on the pier…(for $1 a person. Rip. Off. Thanks Keith for paying!)
- It was windy out there!
and played Just Dance!
All in all, it was a great trip! We rode bikes, played tennis, hung out on the beach, ate delicious food, and spent some quality time together. I have to say, I highly recommend Ocean Isle Beach, NC. It was a cute little town, minutes from “attractions”, but not right in the middle of it. Can’t wait to go again next year!
For those of you who were royal haters about the royal wedding…don’t read this post.
Prince William’s and Princess Kate’s wedding was (whether you think it deserved the hype or not) a historical event. And we wanted to make a party out of it and see it live. Kudos to Lauren, Megan, and Chelsea for being troopers at 5AM!
She complained at first, but we KNEW she’d have fun in the end…
Do not judge. We had to toast!
Ellie and Chester were a little confused as to why our routine was starting so early this morning…and I don’t think they were happy about it.
Yep, we look awesome. Maybe we should wake up every morning at 4:30 AM…
In case anyone is interested, Chelsea’s hat is going to be sold on ebay. It’s predicted to sell for more than Princess Beatrice’s!
Doesn’t this picture just look like the end of a Disney movie? I think so.
Congrats Will and Kate!
(We’re practically on a first name basis now.)
Jesus rocked my world the other day. And Kyle’s. So we got on this Jesus-just-for-real-showed-up high for about 24 hours. And then human nature kicked in.
You know what I’m talking about: The doubts. The second-guessing. The stress. The worry. It’s easy when you first realize what Jesus is asking you to do. It’s exciting, and you want to follow no matter what the cost! But then reality sets in. Oh, it costs money to do that. Oh, it takes time for that to happen. Oh, I might let other people down. Oh, other people might actually think I’m crazy to do that.
I think maybe “doubting Thomas” could have been “doubting Kristen.” It’s scary to start something new, even something little. Its scary to look out of the boat, peer over the ledge, and jump in. Literally jump in. Not just stick your toes in, feel the cold, and then decide not to jump in after all. That’s not who we were created to be. We were created to jump off and not to get too comfortable…because comfort can lead to idleness pretty dang quick.
Am I really going to turn down what’s better than I have now? Yes, because Jesus says there’s something else even greater down the road. Am I really going to spend the extra money this will take? Yes, because Jesus promises provision. Are we really going to do this? Yes, because Jesus asked us to.
So I’m asking for strength, for guidance, and for provision to jump out of the boat…because once we enter deeper waters with the Lord, it’ll be impossible to see why we were ever scared in the first place.
Since Kyle’s recent accomplishment of running a half-marathon, I have since decided that I would like to take more of an interest in running. Don’t get me wrong, I try to stay in shape. Lacrosse season usually helps my motivation a good bit. But seeing Kyle start from the beginning and then work his way up to a half-marathon, and then seeing him actually finish the half-marathon was really cool. So cool, in fact, that I am half-way convinced to start training for one myself. There are some key members behind this endeavor:
Meet Kyle. The esposo, running partner, motivator. Currently bribing me with new running gear.
Meet Megan. The co-worker/co-runner and extreme motivator. Just yesterday she encouraged me to finish our run ALL the way to the poles at the end. Then I almost threw up.
Meet Jessica. Half-marathon enthusiast, campaigner, and coercer. Currently she is coercing me into running a race with her in Savannah in November (that’s so soon!). There is a band at every mile. I must admit, it’s enticing. Especially considering the fact that the majority of the reason I don’t love running is because I get bored. Bands = not boring.
Meet Ellie and Chester. Enforcers. Whenever I take them for a run, I run approximately 20% faster than normal (studies show) and my arms get a good workout too. Some might argue its more like sled dog racing that way, but it works for me.
It takes a whole village.