Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you.....

My guy, 20 years today was our first real date..20? where does the time go??

Big eater..

big dreamer..

exceptionally handsome...

Big big doer...

Flyer of my children..

Daddy like no other..

Happy

"kind of"

anniversary, my love!!

Who woulda ever thunk it?

Do overs!

I went out to that darn cute little Coastal Nest on Sunday.

~

I looked at my rental blog for this cute little place and noticed that the photos that were on there were from  November of 08!

2008!

Yikes, things have changed out there. They change every time I walk through the door! Im constantly bringing out different things, and taking things home. Steve calls it my little "playhouse" I love that.

(it kinda isssss)

Anyhow, since I really dont have alot to talk about, I thought you might enjoy a look around. If not, well, go to the next blog on your blogroll.

--are you getting just sick to death of me talking about this little beach house yet?

honest engine....yes, you Martha..or you  or YOU yes, the gal that stops by EVERY day.

(kidding)

--not really....

anyhow, if you want to see the updated photos you can go here..

http://www.coastal-nest.blogspot.com/

(sneaky way I added the little hyphen in there, huh?!)

or you can go here, you know, because its the big time now days...

(not really, its still good old PB, baby!!)

love ya!!

Pennies from Heaven, for you and me!!

Have you ever heard of Russell & Mackenna and their Fresh Furniture? If you are you a Coastal Living FREAK  lover, like I am, then you have to have, at least,  drooled over seen their ocean inspired furniture. They do sweet, adorable things like  this...

and this...arent those cubbys and fish cut out to DIE for??

and last, but very much not any least..this!

I have had a love of this furniture for a long time, to say the least. Then, yesterday, I go to my good old gmail account and--lo and behold!! A note, from Amy at Russell & Mackenna asking me, yes...little old me, if I would be interested in running a blogger only special for their beautiful items.

Again, with the falling off of the chair..

How do these awesome opportunities keep falling into my lap, I say to myself...

Then I said, self...just go with it.

So, here we are, you and me..and mr MacGee. Wait, wait..You and me and Russel & Mackenna..

and a big old 40% off coupon..

Type in my special coupon code at the check out, if you find something..

--and dont blame me, Im just passing on a good thing, people.

Here is where you can get the awesomeness...and believe you me. They have the best furniture in the most FUN colors, and the upholstery....gaaagaaaa over..

http://www.russellmackenna.com/

--tell em Lisa sent you!

Pssssst, hey..go get your cheaters and read the fine print!!

Shes like the wind....and her is 5~

Here she is, the little minute of a child, what I like to call her is my 40th birthday present. SUPRISE!!!

The best present EVER!! Look at that little smile on that face, and that perfect C-section apple head..GAH!!

Her with her brown eyes, and I with my blue...who would have ever guessed it?

Not mama. I always thought if I was ever going to have a little girl, she would look exactly like me, with blue eyes and blonde hair.

The sweetest girl on her First Birthday, with the chicken pox!!!

Not the momentus day for a party..

we still dressed in our outfit, tho..she wasnt thrilled..too itchy, mama!!

Gorgeous..

cherub faced, and chapped lipped..perfect at 5, dont you think?

Happiest 5th Birthday to my girl!

Heres to ballerina dreams and cupcake breakfasts..

I love you!

mama

xoxo

Say hello..to my liddle friennnnn...

Picture this, self, husband, pouring rain, 7am, estate sale..

scoured the home, nothing, go to garage...hmmm on the way I spotted a fantastic very old very HEAVY birdbath...Honey, says I..

so, in the rain and the mud, with the heaviness, and all. The happily married man picks it up, with a little help from another man who is wondering why the hell he is here, too. They continue to load as I scan the garage. By this time wet dirty husband is honking the horn at the girl who is busy scanning. I give the hand wave and the ever glorious " Ill be there in one minute, hon.." look.

Then, I saw her..in the carport..she really was sad, and worn out. As soon as I laid my eyes on her she brightened up and gave me that toothless smile from years of mistreatment in the elements. No one understood her. I walked over to her and roller her around a bit, took out the old rags, paint cans and debris that she was so carefully holding..yep..I said you coming with me.

Insert husband in truck..desperate for more coffee and the Sunday paper. GET IN..Get it, what ever. LETS GO.....

so, I yell, yes, yelled into the garage and asked the estate sale guru how much?? HOW MUCH FOR THIS OLD ICKY JUNK CART?? I winked at the cart, hoping I didnt hurt her feelings too much by all the name calling.(shhh, I said under my breath to her..Ill take you home and give you a bath, Ive got the perfect place for you to live..)

--at this time I was starting to get a bit nervous, had $5 in my wallet and thought that might not be enough.

ehhh, just take it..the guru said..TAKE IT????

Never has there been sweeter words spoken, Take it?? I dont think I did a very good job trying to hold in my joy.

It took us 1.5 seconds to load her up, infact I think she rolled over to the truck all by herself.

Last weekend I took her allllll apart and bathed her with love and spray paint, she was singing a very sweet song as I tended to her rust and loose wheels. Shes so sweet and such a hard worker..she fits perfect in the laundry room and all the boys, especially washer, think shes just adorable...

Say hello to my little friend.

Laundry girl.