Real Life

I love this blog because it's a place where I can share our experiences and memories while hopefully inspiring and encouraging others. I try to be as real as possible, but at the same time, I am definitely guilty of showcasing the "sunshine and rainbows" part of my life more than anything else. Parker and I love our life together, but we face the same real life annoyances and stresses that everyone else does.

Our life has been just the opposite of glamorous lately (Is it ever really glamorous? Not particularly.), so I thought I would share what real life has looked like lately in our neck of the woods.

Let's see, where to begin? Well, we moved from Texas to Virginia. Moving in and of itself keeps you on your toes, but it gets taken to another level when the moving company misplaces your household goods. Yep, that happened. We are going to be without our things 2 weeks longer than we had planned, and honestly, that's just the nature of the beast. We have gotten so lucky with our previous moves and have always had friendly service and quick delivery. This has pretty much been the opposite of that. I am not going to speak poorly of the moving company on the blog, but if any of you are looking to move, I am happy to tell you who I wouldn't recommend. Eeesh. Anyways, in light of moving into an empty house and waiting patiently for our things to arrive, this is our life in a nutshell:

• We purchased an air mattress and two $5 lawn chairs so we would have a place to sit and sleep. We are keeping things super classy over here. It's been fun having friends over and offering up the nearest lawn chair. Hosting has taken a turn for the worst since moving to the east coast.

• We have been eating dinner while sitting on top of the kitchen counters. Then we upgraded to the lawn chairs. Again, classy.

• I have been lining shelves like it's going out of style. We may not be able to unpack or decorate, but I can make sure every single shelf in the house is lined to perfection! It is, by the way.

• I decided I wasn't going to let not having household goods stop me from making Parker a nice meal on the 4th of July. I had borrowed one pot and one pan from a friend, and I bought a pie plate from Target so I could make a peach cobbler. Cobblers and the 4th are like peas and carrots. I planned it out well, until I started making the crust and realized I didn't have any measuring cups. Baking should not be done without measuring cups. Ever. I decided I had made enough pie crusts in my day to recognize the right consistency, so I measured out handfuls that I thought were close to a cup. It was ridiculous, but the cobbler actually came out edible. Good grief.

• Our new little Darla pup has a habit where she pees when she gets really excited. She's been in a new place where everything is exciting, so Parker and I have gone from purposely trying to get the pups excited for things like we do with Jenny to talking in monotone voices and walking around like robots. It seems to be working. Jenny probably thinks we've gone nuts.

• Parker and I decided to clean out the shed in the backyard, which essentially looked like Parker raking out tons of rat poop and me pretending to help. Then, Parker found a flower pot with leaves in it and... yes, 3 baby rats. We felt badly killing the rodents, so we set them free in a field far from our house. What is wrong with us? Parker really wants me to blog about the experience and share the videos we took of the process, but I am just not sure I want to subject y'all to that.

Lining shelves all day, every day. That Blue Bell on the counter was necessary. It was also thawing a bit, because have you ever tried to serve ice cream with a plastic spoon?

Pizza on the counter! At this point, we are just so thankful to be eating something that isn't a fast food hamburger.

See ya later, rat poop. Not our favorite evening so far.

Peach cobbler time: a pot was the mixing bowl, and my hand was the measuring cup. That looks like about a cup, right?

You've gotta love pups. In the midst of all this real life happening, they just want to wrestle. Ah, the simple life.

So that's what real life looks like over here! Honestly, I kind of love it. It may not be glamorous, but it sure is fun.