Oh ya, my bad…

Oh kind productivity, I’ve missed you.


My wonderful friend Sara pointed something out a few posts back that I forgot to share. I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’ve been getting a bit lax about that lately. Going from having the summer off to capturing births again has got my website updates a bit more spaced.


You know we have been a one-car family for most our marriage. Up until Stephen got a work vehicle when he worked with Bayer, we were riding in the same vehicle pretty much everywhere we went. It was a huge and lovely change having a 2nd vehicle, especially a truck we didn’t have to pay for.

So we went from 1 paid off car, to having a paid off car and company vehicle. Not having car payments was one of the reasons I was able to stay home when we had children. The small things really add up each month.

We love not having that debt, especially me and my don’t-owe-people-money brain. Having student loans is another toughie for me. I think we are still paying for my 1 semester at FSU, and that’s after 8 years of payments. Eesh. So not having car payments with 2 vehicles was not only awesome, but a necessity for us.


We talked off and on about getting a van for a few years. Stephen knew I wanted one one day, so we started saving. I know he loooooves it when I monitor every single teeny tiny purchase from our account. It’s one of those things he has learned to accept about me, or at least I think so. That’s why love is a choice folks, you choose to love everything about your mate – everything, and my Mr.  is super kind to me and my money micro-managing self.




We saved for a while and would occasionally check online to see if there were any great deals out there. It surprised me how hard it was to find minivans, at all, and at a great price was even rarer. Apparently people don’t let go of them very easily. Which makes sense to me now. People keep them til they fall apart, kind of like the matrix we sold, only it didn’t fall apart as much as have a fun visit to the shop ending with a years worth of car payments as the bill. I’m putting it all out there for you guys. After all, that was part of our decision process.


After lots of searching, making lists of dealers and individual sales to check out, we visited a few places and got ourselves a new vehicle! Well, not new-new, but new to us. The best kind in my opinion ;)


Somehow it’s already been two months, because it was back in August we made the jump and got a mini-van. We sold my car, which I’ve had for over 8 years, and made the beautiful leap to a roomy mom-mobile. You guys – all the room. The spacious spaciousness is so amazing. When we go places we can now fit my sister, my niece Addison (in a spare carseat we keep in the back row), my mom AND still have 1 spare seat, 2 really if you count the one in the middle that the girls use as a stepping stool.



It took a bit of getting used too, and I still don’t know the buttons, but we are really enjoying the new Ringl-mobile. I even got a sticker for my back window this week. It’s similar to our old one in that if you understand what the sticker means then kudos, you are an awesome person. If you don’t get it… well, then you will just stare at it confused and think we are weird, which is also true. Embracing your inner weirdness is a beautiful part of life. Especially when you do it boldly and without regret ;)

Funny enough, the car search story doesn’t end there.


The week after we got the van Stephen got a job offer.


His job with Bayer was great and he was doing really well. I’m talking “win a free all-paid vacation to a private island” well. He was in the top 10 of the company. Not 10%, but top 10 people! I don’t unbiased’ly brag on my husband much on here, so you’ll have to just bear with me during this part of the story.

Stephen was doing awesome in the company, our insurance was wonderful (which is unheard of these days), he had a free company vehicle, he and his boss got along amazingly, and there were several end of year bonuses to look forward too. When he first got the job offer I didn’t think much of it. The Bayer job in itself was unexpected and an answer to some heavy prayers. Stephen needed change at that time for a few heavy reasons and the Lord provided. So this job offer really caught us off guard. It was actually from the company he used to work with, and while we loved him being nearby at a local job, there really wasn’t any topping the current job and incentives he was in line for.


Then stuff got weird. Like, Jesus is pointing things out in a way you can’t ignore, weird. Stephens schedule was somehow getting busier, which I didn’t know was possible. I never really talked about his job much except with close-close friends and family, but his hours and the traveling was HARD. His trips up north for training weren’t too bad because we knew what to expect, but the frequent overnight trips, or being gone until we were all in bed, that part was hard to get used to. I think it took me 7-8 months to adjust. Thankfully I’m a pretty laid back person. I don’t run on schedules, so that made it easier for my personality type. Of course, that’s not including the girls adjustment period. The weekends were often “office work” days, which were nice because he got paid, but not nice in that he was working during the weekends. He was doing what was required of the job – hence the wonderful incentives and bonuses; Bayer knows it’s a time consuming job so they compensate you the best ways they can.


However, you can’t buy weekends, you can’t pay for missed family gatherings and date nights. There is no getting over being exhausted and missing worship, discipleship and church opportunities. Really, just time in general. You can’t rewind, and if you know me I’m not one that cares much about monetary things in this world. Getting new stuff is nice, sure, this job is what made us able to save and buy the mini-van I was just raving about, but when it comes to the short time we have in this world, that van doesn’t mean a thing to us. We would rather drive my old hatchback together, shuffling and car pooling, than miss out on the life the Lord has given us.


I guess after all of that it shouldn’t be a super huge surprise when I share that we prayed about that unexpected job offer. We prayed, we made pro-con lists, we talked and then we prayed some more. And despite everything we thought and expected, Stephen accepted the offer and is now working in the IT world again. The job came with a few adjusting changes for us, but in the 6 weeks he has been back it’s been amazing. I can see a huge difference in the girls and their bonding with him. We’ve gone on a few dates, which has been awesome. Most have been date nights in, but a date night is a date night folks, and this wife was missing them.


With this job change came a huge contender on the pro/con list of ours – no more company vehicle. We just spent our car-fund on a van, and now we need a vehicle for Stephen too. Being a 1-car family wouldn’t work for us anymore. Not with me doing birth photography and the weird schedule that involves. We had 3 weeks to search and find something before the new job started. We wanted to pay cash, no loans involved or car payments.



While things didn’t go exactly like I budgeted and hoped we did find Stephen a car. We went in with a number and left spending exactly that, not a penny more. Of course it took about 45 minutes of back and forth with the dealer, but that was more than worth it.


So we went from a 1-car family, to 1 car and 1 company vehicle, to then a van and company truck and ending up with 1 Honda van and 1 Honda accord. From zero hondas to two. I can already see the kids learning to drive in them, mostly because that’s how long we’re going to have them ;)

New job, new cars; I think we are filled up and don’t plan on any new changes soon.





Life on Sundays

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Do you have a day of the week that stresses you out more than most? It can fluctuate, since most of our schedules do that these days. For a while now that has been Sundays for me. Stephen leaves before the girls and I, and for a huge chunk of our lives we only had 1 car, so me getting there was always changing and adding car-time. That lead to less getting-ready time and with 2 toddlers and a closet that morphs my clothes to fit weird only on Sunday mornings, it was far from my ideal start to a day. Thankfully I’ve found the 2 pair of pants that consistently semi-fit and just slowly swap out shirts. Can’t help but be thankful for a church full of people that enjoy wearing jeans as much as I do ;)

Moving closer to the church last Spring definitely helped with saving us time, as well as getting a 2nd vehicle back when Stephen worked with Bayer. He used to be the associate pastor and youth leader, then that changed and Stephen became the worship leader. He leads us in praise on some Wednesdays, and then both services on Sunday.



He has been asking me to help with music on Sunday evenings for a few months. Months upon months, really. The girls usually go to bed at 7pm, so going to the 6pm service seemed like far more work than my brain could handle, especially since Sunday mornings are a bit nutty around our house. Well, I finally caved and started helping him a few months ago, and, surprisingly, I really like it. It isn’t consistent, but it’s been a really special time to me. Getting to practice and worship our Savior together, it’s such an amazing and new way to love our God together. And thankfully, after a few trials, we have figured out a little bit of a groove.


I love singing with Stephen. For the past 8 or 9 years it’s always been behind closed doors, in a vehicle, or me harmonizing softly while he plays a guitar. Into a microphone was 100% away from my comfort zone. I decided I’d try it out one Sunday evening (most because attendance is much lower) and quickly discovered that worshiping with him in front of our church family, a lot of very dear friends and fellow believers, wasn’t as uncomfortable as I thought it’d be. Still not my scene, per say, but it’s worth the mild discomfort if it means getting to praise the Lord along side him.



The girls had to adjust also. Sarah sits or stands in the pew pretty easy, either with a friend or by herself. Elanor took a few weeks to get used to it. The first 2 times she came on the stage and sat in my lap, which I loved. It probably didn’t help that she took a 5:30pm nap just before church, and woke up in a pew instead of her car seat where she fell asleep. Now she sits with Sarah and waits for me to join them after we’re done. It’s usually just a 4 song set, so it doesn’t take long.




I have a few photos that sweet friends from church snapped and sent to me. I’m so thankful for our church family. The Lord knew over 5 years ago that I would sit on a stage and sing with my husband with our little girl in my lap, and I couldn’t imagine a better life.

Psalm 147 –

Praise the Lord! For it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant, and a song of praise is fitting.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem; he gathers the outcasts of Israel.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
He determines the number of the stars; he gives to all of them their names.
Great is our Lord, and abundant in power; his understanding is beyond measure.
The Lord lifts up the humble; he casts the wicked to the ground.
Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; make melody to our God on the lyre!
He covers the heavens with clouds; he prepares rain for the earth; he makes grass grow on the hills.
He gives to the beasts their food, and to the young ravens that cry.
His delight is not in the strength of the horse, nor his pleasure in the legs of a man,
but the Lord takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his steadfast love.
Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem! Praise your God, O Zion!




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http://www.thehandmadehome.net/2015/06/simple-outdoor-candles/My sister planned a night to take the girls so Stephen and I could go out for dinner. It was a fun evening and before leaving I told Stephen we needed a picture together because, well, it had been forever since we had one that wasn’t from the back of our phone. He  of course was being goofy and made me laugh. He always knows how :)

Aaaaand, I’m including a portrait version so you can see that he is tickling me and nothing more, due to the funny hand placement in the picture above. Now if you weren’t thinking anything about it you are, so oops and your welcome ;)


7 Years

A few weekends ago Stephen and I went to Destin for a short getaway. Our anniversary was on the 19th, but I would be on-call for 2 births so we celebrated a week early.

The weather turned freezing, just like the weekend we got married. After dropping the girls off at my sisters, we drove down and checked into our room. Getting there was such a relaxing and fun drive. We were able to [uninterruptedly] listen to “Ask me Another” during the short trip. Driving  without kids is so different, and because I am in the car with them almost daily I always take full advantage of a quiet commute.

We only live about 45 minutes from the Santa Rosa Beaches and when we got there I noticed what a difference it is in visiting the Destin area in January versus any other time from March until Christmas. Between tourists, the beach and the outlets, the traffic is always horribly nutty and stand still, especially for such a small area. We pretty much got married in the perfect month for our traveling taste.

We are hoping to visit the mountains in the future, like we did on our honeymoon.

During the trip we did the usual getaway things. We ate at some yummy local spots and on Saturday afternoon we went to a movie, which we never do. I made the mistake of getting sour patch kids for the movie and my tongue was raw the rest of the evening. Stephen advised me to get skittles and I totally ignored the man. My mistake for sure.

I don’t post pictures of Stephen and myself much, so here are several to last until our next Anniversary ;)




(a great advertisement to show why it’s always good to get photos with something other than your phone!)




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Date Night

Stephen and I had a date night this past weekend. One of my great friends from church has a sister that does Painting Parties. She does them for birthday parties and the like, and offered to do one to raise money for our church mission trip. 2/3 of the money went to the fundraiser, so basically she gave everything she made, I doubt her cut even covered all the supplies. I say that because people, we went through a lot of paint. That’s a large canvas, and mixing paint colors is fun. I get why Sarah likes to make such big messes now.

The event was held at a local coffee shop, so not only did we get to paint, but we drank delicious drinks and got to support the small local business man. That’s a win-win-win folks.

It wouldn’t be a post, especially an art-based one, without some pictures, so here we go. Remember – this is our first painting experience, so don’t get those expectations high. Also, if you don’t wanna see my oh-so-exciting step by step you should just scroll all the way down.


Check out those mad circle skills!



Let there be sky!


and grass…


what’s a space of grass without an initial-etched tree


I snapped some photos of Stephen doing his artsy thing


Check out that concentration


My candy colored tree. Apparently I’m craving Valentines candy…


The right side felt too open so I added an extra tree…


Our finished products


Our Painting Party Group Shot

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We both had a lot of fun. It was cool to see how we were all painting generally the same thing but they all came out so different.

The experience makes me more excited about continuing art with the girls. It’s so expressive and individualistic. I also think it would be a wise move to start investing in buying paint in bulk. It’s also time to make Sarah an art smock. I made one for my niece for Christmas and I’ve been slacking since then. Once the sewing machine gets put away the projects seem to stop. I should make a dedicated craft space… Yep, I’m adding that to my to-do list. Gees, I need to end this, I keep giving myself more things to do.

Here’s to a craft-filled, to-do list accomplishing, art-filled week ahead!

6 Years

It was a rainy day. The drive was wet and my excitement immeasurable. The night before I slept on Melissa’s couch. Family was in town and my Papaw and Grandma were staying in my, soon to be, old room.

I remember waiting to walk out. When they opened the doors I immediately saw him standing at the end of the aisle. He had his hands folded. His smile grew the closer I got to him. Time paused. My hearing went quiet. We were surrounded by family and friends. We went into that room as best friends, and left as husband and wife.

Still, 6 years later, he is not only my husband, but my very best friend. I pray, and have no doubt, that fact will remain true for the rest of our lives. In these first 6 years I haven’t been too surprised to see that it takes a lot of hard work, honesty, and a good share of tears and disagreements. We have both changed a lot, but while growing together.

“Apply your heart to instruction and your ears to words of knowledge.” Proverbs 23:12

I have no doubt that without our faith in the Lord our relationship would be nothing compared to what it is. He is our stronghold and our foundation. We both have lots of room for improvement, or at least I do, and knowing and facing that fact is a good way to keep my mind, mouth and actions in check.

– 6 Years –


On our anniversary this year we were able to spend the afternoon and evening by ourselves. It was on a Sunday, so after church we dropped the girls at my parents and strolled about on our own.

Got some coffee and strolled the bookstore


“”For the word of the Lord is right and true; He is faithful in all he does.” Psalm 33:4

That evening we ate my favorite, lots and LOTS of guacamole


“Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.” Psalm 34:8
[Couldn’t resist placing this one with our delicious dinner photo]

My mom and dad said they’d keep the girls for the night, so it was fun to get to enjoy an unexpected dinner out. Stephen knows me all too well and took me to my favorite mexican place. When at dinner I remembered that we went to this same place to celebrate the year before. Elanor was only a month old and some friends watched the girls while we grabbed dinner at a place nearby (thank you Davis fam!) That was the time we discovered Elanor wouldn’t take a bottle. Haha. Silly child.

It has been a whirlwind of events over these past 6 years of marriage, and I am thankful, and also not thankful enough, for my life.  It seems like each new year I learn to treasure life more and more. To not take advantage of the things that seem simple and menial.

“May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in you sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.”
Psalm 19:14

“Be joyful always, pray continually;
give thanks in all circumstances,
for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.”
1 Thess 5:16-18

6 years down, and a lifetime to go!

Our Fifth

This past weekend Stephen and I celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary! I can’t believe we have already been married 5 whole years, but then again I suppose it doesn’t surprise me when I think about all we have done and accomplished.

We bought our first home. Have had 2 beautiful children. Stephen is a youth pastor and was ordained this past fall. And best of all, I have finally mastered cutting his hair without my moms help ;)

Sarah stayed with her grandparents for the weekend, and our friend Melissa, who lives right up the road, watched Ella for us so we could have a few hours of one-on-one time. To celebrate Stephen did what he knows I love most – took me out for mexican food! There is a new restaurant near our house, Margaritas, and it passed my salsa test with flying colors! Yes, I have a test for mexican restaurants, and it completely revolves around me liking their salsa. Margaritas, you are my new favorite spot – and your bean dip ain’t too bad either!

Here’s a picture of me and my hubby during our date night.


After dinner we came home and watched the newest Batman movie. Afterwards we picked Ella up and snuggled on the couch for a bit. It was a nice and relaxing evening. By Sunday morning we were very excited to see Sarah, so Elanor and I made our first appearance to the church morning service. She slept through the whole thing. It went perfectly, just like our entire weekend!

To end I will show you what Stephen got me. The man knows me so well I don’t know why it continues to surprise me when he comes up with the perfect gift…

He had a comic artist he follows make this for us. Our newest family portrait! We are ordering a frame for it because it’s 20 x 30 – that’s right, our first above-the-fireplace (that we don’t have yet)  portrait/artwork. I love how Sarah is chasing a butterfly. That is SO her personality! I can’t wait to hang this in our home!