making clouds….out of cotton balls
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Our dining room! My sweet dad installed the lamp for me...so handy! Found these chairs at a local antique store...love them!
A new discovery to continue my obsession with spherical flowers: Billy Balls! (seriously, that's what they are called.) These flowers are magical.
Screen door found on Craigslist + metal drawers = bookcase! This could work with wood drawers too; contrasting textures is always fabulous. I bought this door from a man named Billy who lives on a farm in Siler City & who was wearing giant Dwight-Schrute-like glasses & a killer whale t-shirt. Hooray for Craigslist Scavenging adventures!
The beginnings of our herb garden!
Back in the saddle again…
Whoa. So it’s been quite a little while since I’ve given this blog some love….and many a thing has changed since I’ve last posted….quite honestly, I’m in a much better place to share what is going on in life, so I decided to start from scratch & really dive back into this blogging business.
So.
Now I live in Carrboro, North Carolina. And I have only lived here since the beginning of June, but as for places to live in the Triangle of the Northern Carolina, this sweet place is at the top of my list. Carrboro is a glorious mixture of hippies & hipsters. Lots of bike riders. A local organic food store that has a big yard with trees and picnic tables that enables people to congregate together to drink wine, eat the local harvest, and spin the hula hoops. (Major hula hoopers. And drum circlers.)
Carrboro has a local bar called The Orange County Social Club that is super hip without being pretensious….my favorite! The OCSC may be my favorite bar ever….the atmosphere is interesting, the bartenders are super-nice (what? who knew this was even possible?!), and there is a nice mixture of ages with minimal college kids (surprising for a college town).
One of my favorite venues, Cat’s Cradle, is within bike-riding distance…bike riding to a show is a hipster’s dream. Or maybe just my dream. Except that I’m fully expecting to ride my bike in heels. Because that’s just how I roll. It’s not that I don’t like to do hard-core things (granted, I realize that riding a bike on a paved road is in no means “hard-core”), it’s just that I really like feeling like a woman while I’m doing outdoorsy things.
I digress.
Carrboro makes me happy.
My new roommate Brittany makes me happy as well. Really happy. We just click on so many levels. She’s artsy, adventurous, outgoing, Jesus-loving, live-music-adoring, sweet, and hilarious. We have very similar decorating styles and living styles. I’m so thankful for her. She’s an RUF intern at UNC, so I’m super excited about using our home for ministry to sweet college ladies. It’s awesome to be able to minister to others without committing to a ministry…my work schedule just doesn’t enable me to jump into Young life or something else, but I’ve missed having an obvious focus on ministry, especially side-by-side with someone else. I definitely view my time at work as time to love on others, but usually I just feel like the Lone Ranger there..just trying to not screw up and totally dishonor the name of Christ not quite as fun, but obviously meaningful in it’s own right.
It’s so nice to write this all out…actually, most of you reading this (if anyone is reading this), knows all of this info already. But I needed to remind myself. Maybe I’m having a mini-pity party (um, that’s kind of fun to say….more fun to say than to have)…because I am. I went down to Charleston for the 4th of July weekend & I brought Brittany with me. So. much. fun. Brittany had never been to Charleston, & she loved it. And she loved my friends that she met. And I think that they loved her. Which makes my heart happy.
Here’s the thing: I’ve been a little caught off-guard by how sad I was to leave Charleston today. I mean, I was really sad. It was just so refreshing to have such rich fellowship over the weekend. I used to really hate the word “fellowship” because it just evoked images of church potlucks and macaroni & cheese…which are both fine, but something about the word “fellowship” seemed contrived, forced, and fake. But I think that in real community of the body of Christ, there is such a sweetness and a richness to hanging out with one another…and now I understand what “fellowship” really means. What it feels like.
When I moved up here, the Lord rocked my world by taking away a strong community of believers. But He is slowly building it back up. And I now appreciate community about a billion times more than I used to.
So it’s just a little tempting to get bitter and sad after such sweet weekends with hilarious friends who just get me and love people so very well. Because the Northern Carolina is not a place of strong community yet.
But it IS a place where I currently am. And I must be present here. At City Church on Sunday, there was a great sermon on waiting on the Lord. We started looking at the life of David & how he was called to wait on the Lord & how the Lord is able to use the things in our life that don’t necessarily seem significant to get us where He wants us to be when He wants us there. Whew. This was a sermon that I needed to hear for today…(and actually, yesterday, as I was listening to the sermon, I thought to myself “Boy, I’m so glad that I’m content in Carrboro & where the Lord has me right now”….my, how quickly the cycle can turn).
So. It’s time to dive back in. Time to get excited about the Farmer’s Market around the corner from our place. Time to swim in the pool at our condo complex that is shaped like a letter Z. Time to make our home, which we lovingly refer to as The Hobbit Hole, a place of love, joy, and generousity. Time to do craft projects. Time to listen to records and actually cook. Time to watch the Bachelorette and Modern Family. Time to ride bikes. Time to really teach Captain Jack to walk on a sash. And to get to know our neighbors.
Also, it’s time to embark on Social Experiement eDiscord. But more on that later.
making clouds....out of cotton balls 
