My Matron of Honor

Part II of my series. 
I’m proud to introduce my sister-in-law.

She has been my close friend since I was 12, we became best friends as time permitted and our one hour commute hindered us not.

Life changed dramatically for me as I entered this friendship. I got more girly, learned more about writing and drawing and biblical femininity. 

We were a very opposite pair, her loving the glitz and glam while I was the earthy mud-seeker. We balanced each other pretty well and I cannot express how very thankful I am for her. 

My adventurous soul was fed; 
We went on so many trips together. 
Her dad loves to get away when he has time off so he’s fueled a lot of our getaways. 

From Niagara to Tennessee, from D.C. to the Kalahari. 
We’ve experienced walking around the Boston Harbor while eating clam chowder in bread bowls, standing under The Bean, going to the top of the needle in Canada, getting Starbucks in Times Square, getting roses tossed at us from windows. 
We’ve gone to concerts and dressed up just to make popcorn.
She’s hopped along for road trips to Minnesota and has gone a couple thousand miles from Michigan to Colorado up to North Dakota, pit stops in Minneapolis and back home.
We’ve eaten reindeer dogs and helped with sled dog races. 
We have toured mansions and viewed the sights of the Smokies. 
We have reenacted the “Somewhere In Time” beach scene at Mackinac Island and quoted movies in every sentence.
We have spent weeks at camp together and grown in the Lord together. 
Baked in the hot tub while chewing on icicles and dressed up like pirates for midnight movies. 

I could reminisce forever…

My, oh my, how much I’ve been blessed by this beautiful woman. 

She’s been an inspiration and an encouragement. We share so much that our hearts are tied together forever. We don’t see each other even HALF as much as we used to, because she has moved to North Dakota, but now she’s my SISTER! 

These are just some of the stories I have in our novel of friendship; only some of the reasons I chose her as my matron of honor. 

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My Maid Of Honor

I, in the midst of gardening with Mi Amor, realized what a great little blog series it would be to talk about my bridesmaids one-by-one.

My maid of honor is my childhood best friend. We have known each other since soccer at age five. Upon participating in a music class, unbeknown to each other, we spotted one another and it bonded us even more…especially once we found we had the same name.

Seasons of soccer passed, years of music classes, creating adventures with our Russ animals, utilizing our imaginations as if we could create a career out of it. We lived a half-mile from each other so we hung out day after day. As high school hit, we somehow detached from each other’s lives-a tragedy indeed.

After we entered college-age years we reconnected as if nothing had hindered us, like perennial flowers expected to come up after a frozen winter. 

In January of 2012 we were skyping and she asked me to move out and get a house with her…this question forever changed my life.
We began dreaming and imagining the beauty our lives could hold. Sure enough, because of her, I chose to quit my job and move out in August of 2012. God took care of me and blessed me with a fabulous job in a hospital pharmacy, but more importantly, He kept us together. 

By the end of August, we were both employed and she was headed back to school. Our adventurous first month of freedom was incredible, I learned about the “older her”. I had known her so deeply as a child, that with all the changes high school brings, we were affected and maturing and different now. 

It has now been nine months that I have lived with my dearest childhood bestie. I can’t even imagine my life without her now…she has effected me in ways that have altered my path. 

I have gotten to know a most incredible woman. I love asking her to enlighten me with her thoughts…she has such a great mind. The ponderings of her heart are the most beautiful representations of how God influences us. I treasure my moments with her on walks and waking up in the morning chit-chatting over breakfast. I smile at the thought of our two-mile drives, which turned out to be the most memorable…we always make up our own songs and speak in funny accents.
We share the love of travel and excitement. We are suckers for frozen yogurt, spontaneous events, and movies. Our love for antique and vintage knickknacks is apparent in her earrings and my clothes. Our love for the world has brought us to speaking other languages just for fun.     

She is more than her thoughts and passions though. I remember stalking her pictures back in high school being envious of her natural beauty. Her hair holds glorious curls and her eyes as adventurous and full of life, just like a child. She doesn’t need makeup–and I’m glad she doesn’t wear it much. The beauty that God etched into her heart shines so incredibly on her face. Her smile makes me do the same, and she has cute dimples! 

These are just some of the stories I have in our novel of friendship; only some of the reasons I chose her as my maid of honor. 

Polka-dot Pintrosity?

Make one cake mix, divide into sections based on the amount of colors you want to use

Make one cake mix, divide into sections based on the amount of colors you want to use

Making a difference starts with getting over yourself.

I have realized that the biggest way for me to touch lives is by first, observing the love language of the people I don’t get along with.

Second, by using that language to my advantage, communicating that they are important. A co-worker’s birthday is coming up but I noticed she wasn’t gonna be here on that day, so I decided to make her a cake earlier. She is always doing things for other people, but I never see people do things for her, maybe its because she’s a little rough around the edges.

I made this cake for her and she was completely overjoyed in her own way. She did communicate to me a very sweet “Thank you, Sarah, this is so kind of you”

Yeah, God did this cool thing in my life when I was seven, He transformed my heart…and that’s the only way that I can do stuff like this for people. Loving your enemies is the toughest of roads…so let’s start with cake.

for polka dots use a cake ball pan, for me--my mini muffin pan

for polka dots use a cake ball pan, for me–my mini muffin pan

bake em up!

bake em up!

place muffins in spring form pan, pour another batch of cake batter over it.  bake bake bake

place muffins in spring form pan, pour another batch of cake batter over it. bake bake bake then pour your homemade mocha frosting atop the bumpy mass.

 

I snagged this picture--last slice of cake! Everyone at work chowed down!  It wasn't a complete pintrostity, but it wasn't as polka-dotty as I wanted.

I snagged this picture–last slice of cake! Everyone at work chowed down!
It wasn’t a complete pintrostity, but it wasn’t as polka-dotty as I wanted.

Dunes Dunes Dunes Dunes DUNES!

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After working a double back on Friday night/Saturday morning, Mi Amor & I had some quality time together. We began by walking to the Art Museum, eating at HopCat, walking down by the VERY full river, sitting in the sun and talking. I won a bet so he bought dessert at SweetYos, where we topped our bowls full with delicious frozen yogurt and toppings. Continuing on to the main event, Cameron invited me to join him in his box seat to watch the “Cirque Mechanics” at Devos.

I made it home to sleep a few hours before being to work at 6:30.

Our adventures continued on after I got out at 3. I thought we were going to Grand Haven Beach, but in reality he surprised me by taking us to the dunes!

We basked in the sun and began writing our vows.

What a perfect scene and a glorious day.

Our silliness continued as we took a blind walk through the woods, trying to get back to our car.

We made dinner for our friends who came over for a double date and some catch up time. They were the first to receive our wedding invitation! {yay for hand delivered mail}

I’m basking in the heat of the sun now, before I go off to work second shift. This week shall be a good one, with finally having a weekend off…garage sales here I come!

Rain, Rain, Boom—He Delivers

Spring is here, as the thunder rolls in the early morning and rain soaks the ground with much-needed moisture for the plants. 

I’m so excited about the beauty that will spring forth from the ground soon. It is truly amazing the lesson we can get out of the nature of spring. 

“Therefore, I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do  not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?…your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

How incredible is it to think that you are promised to be taken care of? In my time of being alive I have ALWAYS had MORE than I needed, even out of my parent’s house, here in Poppins. It truly is a comfort to know that God will supply-He delivers-He listens-He cares. 

We don’t know how little we need, because we live off of so much.

He sends rain in the spring to help the earth grow its seeds, this is the beginning cleanse that is necessary for the beauty to come forth. 

Date Night

Homemade herbed pizza dough

Homemade herbed pizza dough

bansna peppers, sweet peppers, spinach, black olives, tomato, onion, garlic, bleu cheese, colby, mozarella, and on Mi Amor's half-pepperoni.

bansna peppers, sweet peppers, spinach, black olives, tomato, onion, garlic, bleu cheese, colby, mozarella, and on Mi Amor’s half-pepperoni.

Swedish cookies-which would be perfect with tea.  Frozen Yogurt with my homemade chocolate/coffee topping

Swedish cookies-which would be perfect with tea.
Frozen Yogurt with my homemade chocolate/coffee topping

How Not To Plan A Wedding Part III

Words from the groom-to-be:

“Don’t let it be the only thing between you.” 

Being together and learning about each other was the whole purpose before the engagement, let it continue on.
Stress can happen, but don’t forget to chill-out.

Date night it up—and don’t talk about the wedding.