12.30.2011

3.9835

Ah, college. How I loathe thee. Just kidding. I actually like you, when you're over and I am looking back at you instead of wading through you.

Another semester's grades are in, and I'm ecstatic to report a 4.0 for the term. Unfortunately, a dastardly A-  or two have stained my report cards in the past. Current overall GPA= 3.9835. Technically it still rounds up to a 4.0. That's how I comfort myself.

Yes, I come from two parents who accept nothing but straight As. Some may think it is expecting too much, but my father would shrug and say, "I only expect perfection." In fact, to literally quote my father in our conversation today, "None of those nasty A-'s for Pearsons." He said it with a chuckle, so I didn't bother reminding him that I am no longer a Pearson {or that I did get 2 while I was still a Pearson}. Minor details.

And so ends what is supposed to be the semester with the hardest class load. 19 credits closer to wearing that cap and gown {and having an excuse to get my hair all prettied up}.


Report cards remind me why I spend so much time studying. I remember now; it's for this feeling which embodies a happy dance.

12.29.2011

2011

It's over. Like the wisp of a birthday candle as it fades into blackness before you switch back on the light. I feel like a grandmother, but I speak the truth. Each year just gets faster and faster. 

This year was a pretty big deal for me. I finished the first half of my college career this year. I officially moved away from Virginia Beach this year. Mostly though, I married the man of my dreams this year. That day was an even smaller wisp. 1/365 of the smoke a candle lets out. Can you imagine? Barely a recognizable bit of life, but such a glorious day. 

Just a couple of days ago I got my wedding pictures in. It has been almost seven months, but these pictures are fresh to my eyes. I wish she had taken more pictures of Matt, but it's nice to have something to show for the day. 









Happy New Year from the Nowaks! We're ringing it in with some Indian food and rooftop kisses. New traditions I'm pretty sure.  

12.28.2011

christmas 2011

Just like Thanksgiving was spent with the Pearsons, Christmas this year was spent with the Nowaks. Just a quick run down for everyone who doesn't know the Nowaks, their family consists of: 4 sisters {Sharon, Beth, Chris, and Katie}, 2 brothers {Danny and Matt}, 4 in-laws {Bryan, Courtney, Richard and I}, plus mom, dad, and granddad. That's 13 people even before any of us have kids. Whoa.

Thirteen people means nothing if not a triple batch of crescent cookies.


It also means tons of presents. Tons and tons. I didn't mean to take a before and after picture. I merely took a picture before we opened the presents while we were sitting around... and then one more when we were sitting around after the presents. It looks like we staged disaster. Nope, this disaster is legit.



The highlight of after Christmas digesting? A lock picking set acquired by my brother-in-law Bryan. It has renewed my desire to be something of an assassin when I grow up.

After the Christmas festivities on Sunday, we spent Monday with my family for our second "first" Christmas. It started with a longer than usual game of find the pickle. I almost always find it first, but this year Matthew beat me to it. We were the only two who found it this Christmas. Grandma really buried it. 


The highlight of this years gift giving, was my ten year old sister's face when she opened an ipod touch, cleverly disguised in a small American Girl box. I'm not saying it was an attractive face, but it lasted a couple of solid minutes, and it was sincere. Yes, I captured it for you. You're welcome. 


I suppose that's basically all. I'll give you a gift run down later once everything has a home {and we've donated enough to help it all balance out}. Just as a spoiler, I got a couple of amazing hand made gifts. I'll end with a couple of pictures of my favorite person in the entire world. 



Just chilling with Jacinda on Christmas, and with a blueberry {non-beer like} drink in a fun little coffee shop in Richmond. We never take pictures of the two of us together. I need to fix that. Sniff sniff. I'm pretty sure I smell a New Year's resolution. 

12.22.2011

the plan: open shelving diy

One of the things about this little apartment (other than the price, and the closeness to school) that I loved at first sight, was the "window" between the living room and the kitchen. It just opens the house up. If it wasn't there you'd be stuck with room after room after room after room with nothing but a door way between each one. Our house would be like a long hall wall with rooms off of it. Honestly, that's still what it is, but this window goes a long way. It makes it easy to finish getting dinner ready when you have guests over; the conversation doesn't turn into yelling through walls. When Matt's on his way home, I can watch the lemon crusted fish and the front door at the same time. Anyways, whoever had this idea was a smart cookie. 



Functional? Absolutely. 

Awkward to "decorate" around? Absolutely. 

Really the only thing I could come up with was stacking things at the bottom. A candle, and a couple of teeny cookbooks.... But it looked stupid. It looked cluttered. It didn't fill the space well, and at first I just let it go. I took everything off of the "window" sill and told myself it was better to be empty than cluttered. Yesterday, I changed my mind. 

I've decided it's better to be awesome than empty. No brainer, huh? We're going to add open shelving. I was thinking I would divide it into cubes {2x2 or 3x3}, but the window is an awkward 26x43 {see, the paper I taped in the bottom left corner so I would remember?}. 43 is a prime number {a.k.a. there will be no perfect cubes}. I haven't decided on the dimension yet. I don't want to make them so small that I make an unfunctional lattice, or so large that people wonder why I even bothered adding the shelves. This calls for more research. Maybe I don't want them to be perfect cubes. Maybe I want one large area and other small areas. Ok, so this isn't really a "plan" yet. It's just an idea. An idea that I just got the landlord to ok. 

This is an idea that will become a reality. Sometime in January. Whoa, 2012, just tapped me on the shoulder. Every year gets sneakier and sneakier. I probably won't blog again before Christmas, so I hope you enjoy your family time centered on the birth of our Savior, while I daydream about dark wood shelves filling up the space that is currently just an empty void. Yes, I really do daydream about things like shelves. Especially if they're dark wood. Especially if I get to watch my husband install them. 

Yes, this is one of the best ideas, ever. 

12.20.2011

house tour: apartment eight

Welcome to our apartment. As we make our changes and put our stamp on the things we already have, I want you to be able to look back at the original. Here goes. After {almost} seven months of living here with Matthew, this is where we are.

When you walk in the front door you have a straight shot to everything. The doorway and the "window" on the left lead to the kitchen, and there's a dining room where you can see the side profile of the chair against the far door. That door leads to our bedroom. You can see our first pets on top of the bookshelf, with the cork board I made above it. 




The right side of the living room showcases our rocking chair, lamp, bookshelf, and china cabinet. Obviously, that side of the room is also currently featuring our Christmas tree. We're winning the apartment complex gift wrapping competition {we just haven't told the rest of the complex about the competition yet}.



Here's the left side of the living room. We keep our cookbooks in that cream chest and all of our board games in our makeshift coffee table {really a metal military silverware chest}. Hopefully, I'll get around to making some throw pillows before next semester  starts. 



We don't have stainless steel appliances or granite countertops, but I love our kitchen. We probably won't change much about this side of the room, unless we get a new mirror. Oh, and that utensil holder in the corner is cracked... so we'll change that in the future.



I added this long shelf in the kitchen so that all the stuff it's holding wouldn't crowd up the counters. We keep our bills in that wooden tray so we remember to pay them. The basket, on the other hand, holds oranges. Yes, I know it's Christmas week, but we can't get rid of the pumpkins until we find time to cook the seeds. Oh, and my handsome husband bought me flowers yesterday. 



We scored those three mushroom cookie jars at a flea market for $8 total. That bookshelf next to the red cart is made from the drawers of Mrs. Nowak's childhood desk.


Here's our dining room. We changed to the rectangle table recently, and I like it. It makes the room longer. That's the desk I redid there in the back, and there's the mirror we added the frame to. In the reflection of the mirror, you can see our small "hallway" between the dining room and the bathroom.


That's the pallet shelf we made. We keep the typewriter there for our guests to sign, and I love reading their notes. There's our owl umbrella holder {named Miss Ells}, but as you can see she's missing her umbrella.

 The first time I posted this, I couldn't show you the bedroom yet because some of the presents were still unwrapped. But Christmas is over, and here's our bedroom. I consider it the room of the house that needs the most ch-ch-ch-changes.


You walk in to the side of my dresser {and a rolled up rug that used to be in our Dining Room but would not lay flat without a non-slip-pad}. We have two large {unframed} mirrors on the wall with the window {free off craigslist} in need of some frames, a cedar hope chest{free} that desperately needs to be refinished, and a framed picture of the cavalier hotel {our second honeymoon spot} taken in the 1930s.


There's our full sized bed {we'd rather be snuggly then 5 feet apart} with our duvet cover. We keep an extra blanket on there when it's freezing cold outside. We added that window unit to keep us cool in the summer.


We rearranged the room a couple of months ago to add this little seating area and give us a reading lamp {free}. That's the chair I reupholstered as one of my first married projects. My great- grandfather made that side table {and we received it as a wedding gift}.


That is Matt's gooseswanduck Percy. Someday I hope he gets to live in a more prominent room of our house {like an entry way, to welcome guests} but for now, he keeps us company. I love having a full length mirror {like my Grammie used to have} and I hope that someday my children will pretend they can step through it into another world, just like I used to. The cluster of shelves above it doesn't work like I wanted it to. Originally, when we registered for it, I thought that the dark color in our duvet was black {it's a very dark navy/charcoal} so I had those black floating shelves and frames... but... they're the only black thing in the room now. Not working. I still love our old fashioned camera collection, my mother-of-pearl bowl from Wales, and our little wedding memorabilia {those white birds were our cake topper, and I framed my veil with our cake cutting set}, but it needs to be displayed in a different way/somewhere else. We'll see what happens. I would love to do some sort of white uniform frames with quotes/pictures, but all in good time.



One last panoramic shot to finish the whole thing off. 
Well, now you've seen it. We'll continue to tweak it as we go, and I hope you keep up. :)

12.18.2011

ornament exchange

I love remembering to appreciate the little things. Things like a husband who joyfully does the dishes, a table all set for company, and a new ornament for the tree. I bask in the little things. I thrive for the smiles that they bring. Smiles like these.






Count your blessings name them one by one. 

12.17.2011

lost and found

It happened awhile ago. I bought this pair because I loved it. I couldn't bring myself to toss the one when I lost the other. Today, I was cleaning out my jewelry box, and I gave my earring a promotion.

I merely yanked off the hook, and placed the clasp of a necklace through the hole. It simply looks like a charm. A beautiful, simple charm. If you have an earring that you've lost the pair to, I recommend this. It's like getting a new piece of jewelry, instead of losing one.

P.S. I've been working out consistently, and even though I've only lost 4 pounds for sure, it feels so good.

12.14.2011

contentment

I rush around the room, dusting, vacuuming, and straightening. I list things on Craigslist and I throw things away. I race back and forth as things belong in different rooms. I arrange and I rearrange. I look around. I'll have to excuse that bookshelf if I blog about it. We haven't painted it yet. And the coffee table... we haven't glued the feet on. I need to sew throw pillows and finish that painting. I need to find a place to keep the extra white Christmas bulbs. I want to start my house tour for you.

Wait, Amanda.


I need to clean out the pantry and wrap the Christmas presents. I need to run that to the car and that to the dump. I need to scrub the bathroom and the trashcan.

Wait. 


I feel myself slow as I look around. I'm so excited to show you my life, and so worried about what you'll think. I don't want you think we're poor. We're living by daily bread and have more than enough of everything. I realize then, that I care about what you think too much. I try too hard to be "finished". I want our home to be finished. To be picture worthy. I want you to know that I have good ideas and I am capable of executing them. I want you to know that I have a husband who helps me to accomplish goals. I want to tell you. I want to show you.

But, wait.

It's almost five o'clock. If the Living Room is perfectly spotless so I could take pictures, but the bed isn't made when my husband gets home, I will have failed. I will not be the woman who I want to be. I will not be the example I will eventually want my children to see. The name of this blog: A Helpmeet For Him. A call from my Savior.

Matthew loves to read my blog posts. He loves when I'm excited about something I have done. I love him more than I love sharing pictures with you. I love him more than I care about what you think of my home.

I am content to be a wife for my husband. I am content to go make the bed and then start dinner. I can always blog tomorrow.

I love you, Matthew Gabriel.





12.12.2011

400 little white lights.

Selah is singing "What child is this?" while my husband and I sit on our couch feeling pretty accomplished. When I rearranged the living room last week, I thought it was just for a change. It wasn't. It was so we could enjoy the starry glow of our Christmas tree from the perfect angle.


It's like a thousand happy fireflies. It's perfect.

Matthew took the job of "electrician".


I decorated some of the white bulbs a month or so ago.


We bought a couple of ornaments at Target.


Here's a closer overall view.




You can barely see the ornaments from the glow of sheer awesomeness, but we only have a handful. A couple from England, a couple from Target, and then I have one random pineapple ornament that I'm pretty sure my Grandmother gave me... but I don't remember where it was from. Hey, speaking of my Grandmother...

Today we got mail. Not a bill {either for us, or some dude who used to live here}, a magazine, or a coupon page. Legit mail. Two Christmas cards and an early Christmas present. My Grandmother {Hill} sent us a Christmas table runner from Germany.


Pretty and festive, huh? Here's the dining room table set up.


Just a little Christmasy ribbon hot glued to canning jars, filled with berries and pine. The center thing is {randomly} a German advent tradition that my mom had when we were growing up, and I got one because I think it's awesome. Cutest little spinning wooden manger scene ever. {Yes, I know it's supposed to have candles, but we're poor ok?} And for those of you who are the curious type, the books are "The pastor in prayer", "Alice in Wonderland", and "Farewell to arms." Yes, that's a pretty wide range.

Christmas decorating is finished here in apartment number eight. Have ya'll finished? Did you know that those tacky huge blow up things people put on their front lawns cost over $100 a pop? Do you like to use the same theme every year, or change it up?

169.5 pounds

I do not ever remember being under 100 pounds. I remember my friend Sharon Stewart calling me, all distraught, because she had crossed the 100 pound mark. I have never been tiny. This picture is me when I was 15 years old. I'm skinny. Skinnier than I want to be now. I weighed 116-118 pounds for years.

When I was 18 years old, I went to college. My roommates asked me what I did to stay in such great shape. I told them.... I played soccer for 16 seasons.... that's all. I never worked out.

Here is me, at age 19. I weigh 128 pounds. This is the weight I want to be.


I was fine for the first couple years of college. Never more than 132. Then, I went to England. Now, it wasn't England's fault. It was mine. I'm the one who had the "I'll only be here once" attitude. I ate everything they handed to me. I now, according to the scale in our bathroom, weigh 169.5 pounds. Yikes. Weight is just a number. I don't understand people who want to keep that number hidden. Different people look best at different numbers. I look best at 128. Thankfully, I gain weight everywhere. Not just in bad places, but also in good places. I'm tired of my clothes not fitting. I'm tired of catching my side profile in a mirror. I don't need people to say, "You're beautiful just the way you are!" I need people to say, "How's it going? Are you keeping up with it?"

I could have waited until New Years and made that ever famous resolution, but I've decided to start now. This morning I did 10 down. (55 push ups, sit ups, and burpees. +100 jumping jacks). This morning I had an egg for breakfast and a glass of water. I want to go for a walk with Matthew tonight. Tomorrow, I will do 10 down again. I'll let you know as I lose significant amounts. I know this has nothing to do with our home, but I want to keep myself accountable. I wanted people at home to know that I'm going to be thin again. Thanks for the encouragement! :)

12.11.2011

oh, christmas tree

It's our first Christmas really together. This is the year to start our traditions. Here are some things we've done this month that may or may not become traditions.

1. Climb a mountain and saw down our own Christmas tree.


It's a little sparse, but it couldn't be more adorable. Judging by the rings on the bottom, this little guy has been living on the mountain for eight years, watching the traffic below and hoping someone would fall in love with him. We love you, little guy.


2. Make our own tree topper.




A cardboard "N", some green yarn, and some broken headband bling. A $4 personalized tree topper. I don't know if we'll make a new one every year, or keep this one for awhile. Who knows? Maybe eventually we'll go all traditional and settle for an angel or a star.


3. Not buy nearly enough lights on the first try.


This tree is a grand total of six sparse feet, and we bought twenty-one feet of white lights to don him. Yeah, not even close to enough. Oh, and target, walmart, lowes, and walgreens are sold out of normal white lights. Bleh. Hobby Lobby will save the day tomorrow.

4. Agree on the ornaments we needed.


Hopefully every year as we add to our collection, we will agree, but this year was especially important. This year, we bought a glass pickle. My Grandma always had a pickle ornament that she hid in the tree (normally buried), and the first kid/grandkid to find it "won". We didn't win anything, but it was still amazing fun. To continue the tradition, Matthew and I picked one up. Matthew was actually the one who remembered. Does anyone else's family do this?

5. Buy a tree stand for $1.


I just love how round, white, glittery, and not in need of a tree skirt it is. Matthew grabbed it at the thrift store across the street. Score. We will not be making this one a tradition since we now have a tree stand, but it was still worth telling ya'll.

I'm sorry we have no finished product to show you. All of Powell appears to have run out of white lights. Hopefully, I'll be back for the sequel tomorrow. I'll leave you with one of the "ornaments" our tree came with. He's just so cute.