Thursday, January 30, 2014
Daniel and I have been sharing a car for five months. I wrote about my initial experience with only having one car here, and I figured now was as good of a time as any to share an update about how it's been working.
It's amazing to look back and see how fast the time has gone. Five months ago seems like just yesterday. I don't really think about the fact that we only have one car now—it's just the way it is. It's become second nature. We go to the gym in the mornings, go to work together (we both work fairly close), and then go home in the evenings. If one of us has plans, no big deal. We make it happen.
The biggest change we've seen is the amount of money we've saved. We considered buying a small SUV shortly after selling our other SUV, but it didn't pan out and we've been thankful that it didn't work. It's so easy to only have one vehicle—it's one car to fill up, one car to maintain, one car to park in the garage, and one car that keeps us so close together.
Sharing a car has taught me a lot about the kind of person I am and the kind of person I want to be. If you know me, you know I'm not a very patient person. Having one car is teaching me patience. Notice I said "teaching"—obviously I haven't mastered patience yet, but I certainly have gotten a lot better. Sharing a car has taught me about compromise. I can't always do every single little thing that I want to do because there simply isn't time for it. And that's so good, because this one-car situation has taught me to simplify. Patience, compromise, simplification—we love sharing a car.
At the moment, we have no plans to purchase another vehicle in the near future. As I'm going to Basic Training soon, there won't be a need to have a second car gathering dust in the garage while I'm away for training. We are enjoying the financial benefits of just having one-car at the moment too much to consider a second one. I assume that when kiddos come along, sure—things will change—but until then, we are a happy one-car family. See? Simple.
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Merry Christmas! This is our 2013 Christmas card... I can't wait to gather these over the years & display them in a lovely little Christmas album. My family's tradition was to take photos with Santa each year (this was our 28th year!). Daniel & I are starting our own tradition with our little 5x7 Christmas cards. It's one of our favorite holiday pastimes to browse through our Christmas album and talk about the outfits, the photos, the memories—oh, the memories! Here's to new memories in the making...
MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Love ♥ The Rowe's
Friday, December 6, 2013
I am a liar and creator of evil thoughts. It's true. And the only person I hurt is myself.
For completely unfounded reasons, I create thoughts and ideas in my head about infidelity, distrust, suspicion, doubt. Nothing has ever been done to me that would substantiate a reason for these thoughts—though my own actions and hurt I've caused others is what I believe to be the primary reason for it.
It's sad. These thoughts—and often terrifying nightmares that wake me up in tears and cold sweats—are debilitating. They come on at a moment's notice, ruining my kind and carefree spirit. They send me into panic mode, creating the desire to snoop and see if there's anything underneath the surface that could be going on without my knowledge. It's so sad. I have distrust and it's so incredibly unfounded.
I get emotional as I write this. It's something that as I write, I want to hit "delete" and push under the rug—it's there but I don't want anyone else to see it. It's embarrassing. As a woman of faith, I shouldn't struggle with these things, I shouldn't let myself be so vulnerable. My mind—a filthy place—is so cluttered with these horrible thoughts, and there's no reason for it. I know these thoughts don't come from a good place. They're insecurities that I struggle with often—even today as I type this.
As often as I've debated putting this insecurity out there and broadcasting it to the entire internet, I suppose I have a hopeful intention with it. So often, I've blogged about my troubles in the past. My trichotillomania... that only got better after I wrote it all down and put myself out there—so I'm crossing my fingers and saying my prayers that bringing this insecurity out from it's hiding spot will help me in the long run. I'm not weak. I'm not helpless. And I'm tired of letting these destructive thoughts control me and make me feel weak and helpless.
I've made so many decisions lately, like joining the Air National Guard, where I know I'll put myself in an emotionally vulnerable spot and won't be able to see Daniel for several months while I'm away at training—and the hope is that it will make a stronger person. He is an amazing man, and I'm not giving him the credit, respect or honor he deserves.
So there it is. The lies I tell myself. The fear of it happening to me. The biggest insecurities that get me down and crush my spirit day after day.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
This last weekend, Daniel and I escaped Boise and headed two hours north to McCall, Idaho, our favorite getaway spot. Last year, we spent our honeymoon in McCall at the Shore Lodge, so for our first anniversary this last Sunday, we thought it would be fun to go spend a couple nights away—just the two of us.
We sipped hot cocoa every chance we could get, dined at some of our favorite McCall spots (Steamers, Paradise Burger, Growler's, Stacey Cakes, and of course—The Pancake House), watched football while overlooking the lake, warmed up in their lakeside hot tub under the icy rain, battled at the Foosball table, and even watched a few movies! It was a wonderful anniversary celebration.
One year. Amazing. This is just the beginning!
Sunday, December 1, 2013
A year ago today, Daniel and I were married in the most beautiful winter wonderland setting at our church. We were surrounded by family and friends, and we felt the love from our entire congregation—since we had our wedding at our church, we made it an open invite ceremony—and it was beautiful, fun, so special, and a big, giant party.
One of the best things about our marriage is that it was built on the strongest foundation possible. We have God as our center—our rock. Through him, we know we can do anything and that nothing can divide us or tear us apart. When we know we love the Lord first and foremost, he teaches us how to love each other and how to be better for the other person. Like every couple, we've had trials over the last year, but with God, we were able to get through them and the love we have now is stronger than ever. We couldn't do it without Him.
I can't believe the last year went by so quickly. We have changed immeasurably, helping each other become the new people we are today. We make each other better people. We are best friends. We love spending time together, making big decisions together, and building our lives together. This may be the end of "year one," but it's just the beginning in the story we're writing as we go.
I love you, Daniel. My best friend. My leader in the Lord. My husband. My other half. My sweets... I love you.
Monday, September 16, 2013
A week after we moved into our new home, we sold our Explorer (which had been listed on Craigslist since May). It kind of happened all of a sudden and then BAM—we found ourselves with only one car. When we first listed our Explorer, we began looking for a new vehicle right away, but we didn't want to purchase anything until it sold—since with Craigslist, you just never know when something will sell. We figured it could be a week or months—and months was correct. We had found a couple of really nice pickup trucks (we're looking for something we can do landscaping projects with!), but of course those sell right away, so we kept finding ourselves playing the waiting game.
Now that we're down to one car, we can't seem to find the right second vehicle. They're either too old, have too many miles, are far too expensive... there just hasn't been "the one" that has popped out at us yet. So for right now, we're making one car work. And we're going to try to for as long as possible.
Oh, one car. It's interesting, I can say that for sure. We both work in Boise (and not too far away from each other), so it's convenient to drive to work together in the morning. Daniel begins his workday earlier than I do and finishes earlier, so lately he's been dropping me off quite early, which actually has helped my productivity go through the roof! Figuring out our other schedules has been a bit of a challenge. With my marathon training still at its peak, we're having to work around my run days and his gym schedule, so it's been tricky. But I'll say this, I'm becoming an expert at taking super-fast showers and putting on my makeup in the car while he drives us to work! Our routine lately has been: wake up at 5:00 am, go for a run, come home and hop in the car with Daniel to go to the gym—and while he works out for about 30 minutes, I shower and get ready. Then we get back in the car and head to work! It makes for a packed—yet enjoyable—start to our mornings.
Oddly enough, carpooling together has been really fun. We have a lot more time to talk about things we want to get done for the house, plans we have for the week, how our days went, and we have been really enjoying spending time—even if we're not talking—together. I'm not sure how long this one-car situation will last, but right now it's a great fit. Sure, we've had to re-arrange our schedules (especially after-work meetings/plans/errands), but hey—we're saving tons of money, we're spending more time together, and we're making memories that we'll always be able to look back on. So new vehicle, come when you may—but at the moment, I'm in no rush for another change.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Yesterday was quite possibly the best birthday ever. My office ladies were so sweet to greet me with the nicest compliments for my new hair cut, and my phone rang and buzzed off the hook with calls and texts from friends and family filled with "Happy Birthday" wishes. Daniel picked me up for lunch and we dined at PF Changs—one of our favorite spots—on their spicy ahi tuna roll and Chang's Spicy Chicken. Yum! After lunch, I headed back to the office and was greeted with a bouquet of flowers from my sister and brother-in-law and a giant "strawberry champagne" cupcake from the ladies in my office. It was such a treat!
When I got home, I was able to relax for a moment while Daniel and I discussed our plan of action (or so I thought). We were just about to leave for dinner—I even had my purse over my shoulder and keys in hand—when a whole group of our friends walked through the front door! It was a surprise party! To be fair, I did the same thing for Daniel for his birthday back in May, so I should have known he would have something up his sleeve!
My Skirt c/o LuLaRoe
THANK YOU SO MUCH to everyone who came over (also to those not in the photos!) and for all of you who left sweet comments & messages yesterday. You guys made my birthday just that much more amazing. From the flowers, to lunch, to the party, to the treats, to the friends & laughter, and the best surprise we could have possibly gotten (a couple days early!), it was just the BEST DAY EVER. Happy Birthday to me... I knew 27 was going to be great!
Thursday, August 15, 2013
If you've been reading my blog for long, you may feel like you know me pretty well. I'm very open & candid and tell it like it is, sometimes even saying more than is necessary... but hey, that's me. One person who we don't see around here too often is my amazing husband, Daniel, so today I'm sharing 13 little things about him.
- Goes by: Daniel, Dan & Dano
- Works: As a recruiter for the Idaho Air National Guard
- Has lived: Phoenix, Arizona // Cheyenne, Wyoming // Boise, Idaho
- Has visited: 11 different countries with the Air National Guard: Mexico, Canada, Scotland, England, Ireland, Luxembourg, Germany, Italy, Spain (also the Canary Islands), Algeria, and Mali
- Wears: Simple tees, jeans and sneakers. Always.
- Eats: Steak, cereal, Chips Ahoy cookies, and a good swirl soft-serve are his favorites
- Watches: Football, House Hunters, Discovery Channel shows & good action movies
- Prays for: Health for his family
- Isn't a fan of: Nagging (this one's all me), big hair & bad drivers
- Wants: A basset puppy... no way, Josè!
- Plays: Words With Friends and Scramble. He always wins! He also never turns down invites to play flag football, softball or basketball... he is amazing at basketball
- Enjoys: Lifting at the gym, having a backyard BBQ at the grill, building things (like sheds/decks) & landscaping
- Loves: His family (brothers Ian & Adam and his father Dan pictured in the last photo), his two basset hounds Lucy & Abbey, and me—of course!
What are 13 things about your husband or significant other? Link your post back here in the comments if you take on this "husband tag." ♥
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Do you ever have days when you're feeling a little down and need a little pick-me-up?
One of my favorite things to do is listen to some of the old mixtape CD's Daniel used to make for me. From the very first Maui-inspired one that he brought to me (pictured above, he drew Hawai'i on it!) along with a sweet note and a succulent plant, to the one where every single lyric stirs crazy emotions and was so applicable to us at that specific moment... it's just a wonderful way to reminisce, and it always puts a smile on my face and makes my heart swell with love.
Whether it's mixtapes, photos, or cards—if you're having one of those days—take a moment to look back at those memories and remind yourself how lucky you are to be loved. I can't tell you how many times I have been having a rough or down day and popped in one of his mixtapes, only to have all the negative feelings completely vanish and be replaced by joy, happiness, and of course—mushy, mushy love.
If you're reading this today, I hope you know that I appreciate you. Each and every one of you. Thanks for being here & helping me build this blog into what it is today.
Friday, July 19, 2013
We're so proud of him. This is huge for us, not only did his rank increase, but his pay did as well (hooray!). He's now been serving for over 10 years, and he plans to serve through retirement. The Guard is the perfect place for Daniel, and it's honestly the best job... he works with a great team of people, he gets to meet new people and travel all over the state, and he can't be deployed! If you or anyone you know is looking to serve our country and is interested in the National Guard, check out the 124th Fighter Wing's Recruiting Facebook page. My sweet Daniel manages that page and can answer any questions you may have!
Congratulations, Daniel! We love you! ♥
/ / Outfit details can be found here!
Monday, June 17, 2013
On Friday, Daniel was working the Air National Guard booth at the Emmett Cherry Festival, so I drove over and joined him after work. There was a carnival, tons of fun booths filled with crafts and specialty items, live music and dancing, and of course—cherries galore.
One of our favorite things to do is "people watch," and this festival had no lack of people-watching entertainment. My favorite thing was seeing the kids come up to Daniel at the booth and "ooh" and "aah" over the cool military vests, radios, and even Daniel himself. I could tell that those kids looked to him with such admiration. It was amazing to watch, and made me so proud of my husband. It's those little things that make my world go 'round.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Happy 29th Birthday! Are you really 29 already? I can't believe how fast the last year has gone by. I am so excited to celebrate this birthday with you as your wife.
Last year, the first year I got to celebrate your birthday with you, I wrote you a letter about remembering all our firsts. And you know what? This year we've had so many more. From getting engaged in McCall, to you going away to Texas for 6-weeks for your Air Guard training, to getting married at our church with our entire church family there with us, to our first long road trip to Palm Desert, to all the new things we've learned about each other... I can't even believe how full this last year has been.
You know, one of the things we always talk about is how we're always so busy. I love that about us. I love that we're always go-go-going and that we always have plans. And whether we're out around town, snuggling on the couch, feeding the frogs in the pond, or just stealing a moment together—as long as I'm with you—it's where I want to be. Each day, we are building so many memories. And every single memory I have—when it's with you—is a good one...one might say, "So good! So good!"
Thank you for being that rock and positive influence in my life. Thank you for all that you're teaching me. Thank you for being a wonderful, amazing, brilliant husband. I appreciate you and the love you give me more and more each day. Happy Birthday, sweets. I love you.
Love love love,
Your Aunie ♥
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Things I [as a blogger] tell my husband:
- I'll be ready in five minutes.
- I'm just going to answer one email.
- This won't take any time at all.
- I just need one or two pictures.
- I'm just going to buy one ad spot next month.
- Maybe I should just throw in the towel on the whole blog thing...
- Typing up this draft will just take two seconds.
- I'm going to bring my camera today—just in case.
- 100 emails in my inbox? No, that doesn't stress me out!
- This new camera? Think of it like a blogging investment.
- No, I'm not Instagramming a picture of my food!
- It's OK! I'll get up extra early to do it in the morning.
- I spent all day working. No blogging.
What do you tell your husband/family/friends about blogging? If you do Thursday 13 (any topic) this week, link it up in the comments!
Thursday, February 28, 2013
A little over a year ago, I was saved and became a Christian. Tonight—February 28, 2013—amidst a small group of our family and friends, Daniel and I were baptized together by our pastor.
Being baptized was the one fundamental step I had yet to take. Daniel was baptized when he was a child, and it has been something we've wanted to do together. On Sunday, our pastor and his wife found out I hadn't yet done it, and this week when they offered to do it—we jumped at the chance. We gathered at a friend's pool (indoor, of course), and together we were baptized.
What an amazing experience to affirm our faith in front of our brothers and sisters, to repent our past, and to begin anew. I am so thankful, so honored—so blessed.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sometimes you don't realize how thin your rope has worn until it breaks.
Yesterday, my rope broke—and I fell hard.
We were at church.
I had been having a hard time lately (depression—I have a history of it, bad and destructive thoughts, nightmares) and one of my friends suggested the previous week that I tried opening up more, really getting into worship and just letting go.
So yesterday—I let go.
I raised my hands to worship.
As I did, one of the wise women in church went on stage to say a little of what was on her heart.
She spoke about feeling hopeless, being in a situation you can't control, feeling like your prayers aren't being answered, and that if this is you—remember, you're not in charge. God is. And he's there with you no matter what, even when times are hard. She reminded us not to doubt him, that this was part of the plan—a beautiful plan—that God has laid out for our life.
Those simple words—words that I desperately needed—hit me like a ton of bricks... and I lost it. Just like that.
Sobbing, shaking, hyperventilating, totally breaking down—I let it all out.
And it didn't stop.
I cried through the rest of worship, through service, and even for about an hour after service.
I had broken.
It's amazing how we don't realize how deep we've fallen until we hit the ground and realize what we're doing to ourselves.
I was being bitter, fearful, suspicious, and holding offenses that were like chains binding my soul,
bringing negativity with me everywhere I went.
All for nothing. I had nothing to be bitter about, fearful of... I'd been having the craziest, unwarranted nightmares.
It was all a bad, bad spirit that had infiltrated me and wasn't going away.
Yesterday, I let it go.
I gave God those chains that had bound me,
and let him be in charge once more.
Though I broke down in front of everyone,
I wasn't embarrassed. It was cleansing.
I broke the hard shell of myself that had developed on the outside—like a mask—that I was cowering behind.
That mask had been my safety net. My hiding place. The place where I was destroying myself.
I needed to break down. I needed to let it out. To free myself of those burdens.
And let me tell you, today I am refreshed.
I am happy.
I am new.
I feel like I'm seeing the world through open eyes again.
And it's clearer and more beautiful than ever before.
PS / / Thank you to all the friends who have prayed for me lately, and a big thank you to those of you who gave me a little back rub, prayer, or comforting touch yesterday while I was breaking down. You really helped soothe the pain and your prayers truly helped. Thank you.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Scarf: c/o Kintage
Yesterday was lovely. We spent time with both of our families and enjoyed the best eggs Benedict and Sour Skittles we've ever had. Despite our promise to each other of "no presents," Daniel is the proud owner of an awesome new (and huge) candle, and I'm cruising around in some new neon orange & gray Nike's.
In our last photo, we had taken a similar one the year before. I love looking back on the years before and seeing how we've changed.
One Christmas tradition we started this year is to keep one of our 5x7 holiday cards that we mail out. I plan on making 5x7's and saving one for our album each year so that we can look back and laugh at all the past memories. One of my favorite holiday books is our family Santa photo album. We have 26-years of Santa photos. It's a treat, I tell you.
And though we didn't have a white Christmas here in Boise, it's sure snowing today. But I'll be safe & cozy since I'll be at work instead of hustling in and out of stores to snag the good deals... though we all know I'd rather be curled up by the fireplace with a big cup of cocoa.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Lately, my spirit feels broken.
Despite all the love and all our recent happenings in my own life, I can't tell you how alone I feel sometimes.
So, I'm going to write.
This is the kind of post that can be applied to Sandy Hook, a personal situation, a mental battle, or just something that's getting you down.
And today, it applies to me.
I'm the kind of person who dwells.
I don't like to admit it.
I always think back to
what could I have done differently?
could I have reacted better?
why did I do that?
I know I can't change the past,
but I can change how I act in the future.
And I know I can't change what others say, do and feel,
but I can change how I respond to their actions.
Pray, love, give & pray.
Pray for hope, pray for change, pray for healing.
Love others, even more than you would love yourself.
Give—whether it's hugs, donations, or a helping hand.
And then pray for it all again.
I've had so many thoughts and realizations lately, about things that I need to change.
Things that others need to change.
Things to make this world a better place...
Never ever leave your loved one without saying goodbye. You never know if that's the last time you may see them.
Always be respectful.
Never go to bed angry—with anyone.
When praying, always give thanks for what you have before asking for more.
Never take for granted the little things.
Always say, "I love you."
No, those 6-things aren't going to change the world.
But if we—if I—do my best to follow those simple things, who knows how many others I can affect, and how wide that little ripple effect can reach.
I need to stop dwelling and start living.
When you feel alone,
when you feel broken,
when you are desperate, longing, scared, sad,
and when you feel like the rope is unraveling faster than you can climb it,
pray, love, give and pray.
The change starts now,
before this little rope of mine unravels any further.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
For our honeymoon, Daniel and I went to McCall, Idaho. Just a short three months ago, we had gotten engaged there on a warm summer's day. During our honeymoon, the quaint town was deserted since it wasn't snowing (except for one day), and the ski mountain wasn't open yet. It was like we had McCall entirely to ourselves.
We ended up running into my dad and his girlfriend at our hotel's restaurant and game room one night. They have a cabin in McCall and came over for a drink before dinner. They ended up joining us for a game of shuffleboard. What a fun surprise to get to run into my family!
We ate amazing food at all of McCall's best restaurants, did lots of Christmas shopping at local specialty shops, enjoyed one day of snow, relaxed in the spa at Shore Lodge, saw a little fox by the golf course, drove up to see the ski mountain one afternoon, and played lots and lots of Scrabble by the hotel's amazing fireplace.
It was relaxing, romantic, and the perfect week to finish of the best week of my life. I feel like I'm still on the honeymoon. I haven't fully gotten back into everything yet... no answering emails, not mentally all there at my job, and I just want to cuddle and spend time with Daniel all the time. Just a note for all those brides thinking of getting married around the holidays... it is busy. Enjoy every little minute of it. Soak it all in... and truly appreciate everything you have. I wouldn't trade a single moment of the entire week for anything.
Wedding Week posts:
THE GUESTBOOK │ THE HAIR │ THE FLOWERS │ THE DRESS │ THE WEDDING │ THE HONEYMOON