2.1.12

16 years.

look where we are…

i am constantly amazed at what this man and i have accomplished together.

as excited as i am to be celebrating our relationship, today. i am also sad. husband has been “home” for 7 weeks, minus the time we both spent traveling to utah in january, this is the longest-time he’s spent at home in the past 18 months. tomorrow morning he heads back out of town for business. overseas he goes. my heart is aching already. it’s so nice having him around. it’s good to know we’re not tired of each other, right?

cheers to many more years, adventures, and red sox games! xo.

{image via}

2.8.11

anniversary hangover…

{meaning: there were delayed effects of too much good in a short amount of time.}

we wanted to relax, sleep, read by the fire, eat good food, spa, and repeat.

so, we drove ten minutes from our home to sundance.

it was the ideal getaway…for three days.


husband told me, in reference to this little sign below,

“baby, you can’t stay in here…it says non-smokin’ “

all these years, and he still has cheesy lines for me. {smiling}


we love this restaurant. we have frequented it over the years… for holidays, sunday brunch as a family, special events, or just for a great meal between ski runs.

it truly feels like our own special little place, a second home kitchen.


we cherish our ugg slippers, when the thermostat says, “negative twelve” outside!

in reality, i love these furry creatures all the time. husband calls them my grandma shoes when i’m caught leaving the house in them. and, that is his mild way of complaining. i wear them at home almost every day throughout winter, and constantly leave to run errands, pick up kids, meet friends for lunch, and even run out the door in stilettos these babies for date night — i usually have great intentions on wearing other shoes, but my feet are so happy in these, i forget they are slippers.

i proudly wear my grandma shoes.


fifteen years down {sigh}, forever to go!!!

{note: i’d love to have a few more days at sundance…doing nothing.}

2.1.11

fifteen years..

is a good reason to celebrate.
{especially when everyone thought we wouldn’t make it one!}

it’s seriously amazing to have this:

husband & i, fall of 1995, engaged.

turn to this:

end of summer 2010, photos by vanessa, pinwheel by me! more photos from this photo shoot, coming soon!

and this:

the most amazing, of all…summer 2010, photo by vanessa.

i won’t spend too much time gushing here,
but i’m so lucky to have my husband.

for example, this past week, he was traveling in asia for a couple of weeks.
on monday, while we were online chatting, he calmly listened to me vent IN ALL CAPS about my computer woes/internet problems at home…

and on thursday, after sela & i had been out on a play date with friends…

we came home,
i walked past my art room,
and through the slightly open door,
i saw this:

a new monitor, macbook, and keyboard all-set-up with the cute persoanl messages from husband.

he’s so good to me.

happy fifteen, babe.
lomiwan.

8.20.10

1,001 posts later…how blogging made me better.

blogging is something i needed in my life, three years ago.
complete kudos to this girlfriend, who introduced my daughter to blogging,
which inspired me to start blogging one full year later…

i’ve been writing, and sharing a lot about my life here since august, 2007. i’ve met amazing people online and in person from the blogging community. all of you, inspiring and beautiful in endless ways. i’ve been motivated to do things i may not have done without the blog-sphere influence in my life…
i’ve been touched by other people’s lives, numerous times,
for the better.

1,001 posts.

is that crazy?

is there a meter somewhere displaying how much time i’ve invested?

every minute completely valuable.

a totally worthwhile investment.

here is something that is strange to admit: blogging is a performance. a virtual performance. i know a lot of people who like to complain on their blogs. and, i am completely entertained by their complaints. i had a sociology professor in college {my first time in college} tell our class that if you want to bond with a stranger instantly, just complain. for example, while standing in the grocery store line, say something like, “the weather lately has been awful…” and you’re well on your way to a conversation. and a friend.

well, my soul typically takes a different approach. i offer genuine compliments and a positive outlook on life. however, i am always in search of friends…

in search of friends, because, my extended family tree is rather unique. because of this unique family i come from, i quite often find myself feeling completely abandoned or extremely alone. the blogging community not only offers a creative refuge for me, but gives me a deep connection to many of your lives. kicking my loneliness to the curb. i cherish, all of you. i have been fortunate my entire life to be surrounded by beautiful, talented friends, who support me. they deal with my ‘complaints’ in real life, unfortunately for them! but, this blog has added friends to my life…

life itself, is a performance of sorts. parenting is a performance. {and, balancing-act} heck, we may as well call it a live circus, most of the time. but… parenting, within our homes and outside of our homes comes in so many varying categories…whether stay-at-home, work-at-home, working, student, no matter what kind, ~ parenting is difficult. writing about the difficulty is important to give others going through it a sense that they are not alone. but i worry that complaining about this life i chose with my kids would be like spitting in the face of all the mothers who must work away from home to support their families; the parents who hearts break every morning when they leave the daycare center; the men and women who would gladly trade places with me, but cannot. i was raised by a single mom, and have views of both situations.

sure, i have things to complain about. daily. hourly. but because i have this blog to collect and share my thoughts and experiences, and to keep our memories alive. i have generally been able to live with more positivity {is that a word?} and zeal than if it wasn’t all so public. when writing publicly about your life, i think there’s a natural tendency to try to live a better one. you do fun things you might not ordinarily do because i have the privilege of sharing those things with others. you. i find whatever inspiration there is, in an ordinary day, and i share it with friends, family, and most often, strangers.

and i am better for it.

there have been moments, when i wanted to walk away from this blog. share my life and creativity, elsewhere. or privately. but, because i had this blog and the people reading it, quite often, i’ve changed my mind and you’ve continued to make my life better.

thank you. 1,001 times again, thank you.

*****

that brings me to what’s next. i’m not quitting. i have this fire in me, that life is still just beginning in our family. as my sil once reflected on her blog, “i spent the first twenty years preparing for the next twenty. then in the next twenty did nothing to prepare for the next twenty…” with her words in mind, i am working hard to balance it all. remembering the first twenty, managing this twenty, and preparing for the next twenty+ to come…

because, the best is yet to come.

this felt like the right time to reflect a bit.
to take a moment to thank you for helping make the
last three wonderful years of my life possible.

thank you so much for reading & commenting.

warmly,
jane

xoxo.

2.1.10

once upon a time, we fell in love…

then spent 14 amazing years together!
***
i was going through some old scrapbooks a while back,
and found these old pictures of dusty and i.
it’s a few of the first pictures we took together.

and oh the memories these bring back.

here, we were hiking around zions national park,
in southern utah,
and stopped for a water/photo break…

and these are both from one of my first trips {of many later to come}
to the ranch in southern nevada where dusty was raised…


but all three of these were taken before we were husband and wife.
before we were engaged.
before we exchanged “i love you’s”
before i was even calling him my boyfriend,
maybe i was calling him my boyfriend.

so many things were just about to happen…
which is why i love these pictures.

we didn’t know anything about our big future together,

all the things we would go through together & learn.
we didn’t know anything about the little bumps
and hiccups we’d find along the way…
how they would shape us individually and as a couple.
how they would eventually make our love stronger
and bring greater happiness into our lives.

we could only dream of it, and hope for it.
dusty & i don’t have a perfect marriage but i’d have to say
it’s incredibly close to what i imagined it would be.
mostly thanks to the man i married.
he’s taught me a great deal about laughing at myself,
dealing with hardships and being the best i can be.
{but i’m still a monster most of the time.}

anyway…looking at these photos,
i just love that we didn’t know any of this back then
while we hiked around southern utah, rode horses,
and smiled for the camera…

happy 14th anniversary, babe.

can’t wait to see what lies ahead!

i love you.
{lomiwan}
2.1.09

a bakers dozen

maybe i’ve been married 13 years…

maybe i adore him.

maybe i still get goosebumps when he kisses my neck.

maybe he makes me smile even when i’m grumpy. Even when I try not to smile.

maybe he is the funnest person i could have ever chosen to spend my life with.

maybe he is the most generous person i know.

maybe he is the most attractive man i have ever laid eyes on.

maybe we have a secret way to hold hands.

maybe we have a secret made-up word.

maybe he gives me unlimited support in everything i do.

maybe he has made my life more than everything i ever dreamed it would be.

maybe he took me on a double dining/double feature date with doubly-great friends…

lunch at Sammy’s-
“new in town”
dinner at “Fresco’s”


“grand torino”This is the second time we have celebrated our anniversary with the Taylor’s. ours is feb. 1st and theirs is feb. 3rd, both 13 years!

maybe, just maybe i am the luckiest girl alive.

let’s be honest, there’s no maybe’s about it.

happy 13 years, husband.

© 2013 jane rhodes.