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Gray Malin's work is wonderful. I am not very interested in home
decor or art or photography but I am interested in every single Gray Malin piece. I think that if you're going to hang something in your home, it better be beautiful. It better mean something to you, and it better be worth the price tag. So many of the less expensive pieces of wall decor just don't look that great. You can tell they're cheap. I would rather save up for a piece that I really like than settling for something that isn't that pretty to begin with. Right now he's offering free shipping AND free framing on all prints. That's half off many of the smaller sized prints!! Check out their Insta page:
Use the following link to browse all of the artwork and perhaps purchase a piece of your own:
I'm going to a concert tomorrow night and need a cute picnic blanket to bring. I'm not outdoorsy so until today I had no idea how many cute options there are for people who like this sort of thing. If I'm going to be outside in the summertime in Texas, I might as well have a cute picnic blanket in tow. Shop some of my favs below:
I had a rough week last week and then a flat tire Friday night, but as soon as I got home all was well in the world. There's something about being back home. I feel safe and so sure of everything. When I'm home I remember how lucky I am to have such an amazing family. I was happy to get to spend Mother's Day with my family.
My Mom is the woman I want to be. On Sunday morning our pastor spoke about great Moms and how great Moms not only love their children, but they teach their children to love the Lord. My Mom loves me and she surely loves the Lord. I hope I can set the same example one day for my children and be able to love like she loves. When I was younger I noticed that my Mom was not like all the other Moms. She went above and beyond for us. Always. She didn't have to, but she did. Day after day. She is not only caring but she's strong. She isn't afraid to stand up for herself and for others. I wish I could be more like her. As I get older, I realize how lucky I am to have her in my life. She's my best friend.
"My Mother is the bones of my spine keeping me straight and true. She is my blood, making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot imagine a life without her."
Thank you Mom, for everything. I love you.
I can’t think of anything that I want. Shoes, a new swimsuit, some new pants for work. Nothing sounds good today. Maybe I’m just in one of those moods. I haven’t posted anything personal in a while so I thought now was a good time to do so. Today’s topic: peace.
My grandma is one of those people who worries about everything. If there is a thunderstorm in Kansas, she will call me to make sure I’m fine. It’s a compliment I guess, that someone would worry about my wellbeing and safety. It seems a little silly or overboard, the things my grandma sometimes worries about, but I’m sure in her mind these are things worth keeping track of.
Just like my grandma, I am also one of those people who worries about everything. What to wear, what to eat. I worry about the safety of the ones I love. I worry about the unknown. I worry about the future. I like to be in control. I like plans, and knowing where I’m going and when. There are many things in life that are simply out of my control. I can try my best to force certain things and make certain decisions, but at the end of the day the Lord is always in control. I am not in the driver’s seat. This should make me happy, right? The Lord has it. He’s got this. He is the one calling the shots, he is the one making plans, and he knows every detail of every day. To top it all off, he loves me and only wants what is best for me. If all that is true, why in the world should I ever waste my time worrying? I know I shouldn’t. If I fully trusted in the Lord, I wouldn’t worry about the things that I do. Does that make me a sinner? For me, it’s a constant struggle.
How I manage it: Prayer. When something bothers me, or I start to feel afraid of what’s next I pray. I let him know how I feel and ask him to give me peace. I usually feel better after I pray. I can feel the nerves settle down and I can go back to being calm. Peace is something I chase. It’s what I want. I long for peace in my heart and in my mind. This last Sunday, a prayer of mine was answered. Something that I have been praying about for years. There were many moments where I thought “is this real?” There was relief. There was joy. There was excitement. There was peace. There were so many emotions. I didn’t want the day to end.
I hope that the next time I find myself worrying about something I can look back on last Sunday and remember that feeling of answered prayers. The feeling that the Lord is right here with me every step of the way. The feeling of love, overcome with emotion. I hope that you too can feel that type of peace. The feeling of answered prayers.
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Let me start by letting you know that the list is never ending. The list of things I want. I might as well be honest about it. What’s the point of this diary in digital form if it’s not raw or real? The things I want to wear, the makeup I want to try, the trip I want to take, the list goes on and on. I’m sure that to some that sounds superficial or selfish, but when the feeling of satisfaction is so rare in one’s life it can actually be a good thing. Of course it makes my shopping list much longer than most but it also keeps me from settling for anything less than the best. The best people: the best friends, the best members of my family, the best guys. I will always want the best. In every category of life. Or at least I hope so. The option of settling for anything less comes along daily, but what a sad story that would make. The girl who settled because she stopped believing. I refuse to be that girl. I believe that I deserve the best and you should too. If you don’t believe that you deserve the best, why should anyone feel the need to give you the best version of themselves?
I tried to think of 3 things (like I did last week) that I currently want the most. Out of all the dresses, all the shiny shoes what do I want the most right now? And as I tried to narrow it down and choose my top three to share these words kept crossing my mind “the best.” That’s what I want. So I do apologize if what you wanted was to find a list of sexy shoes and bronzer. I’ll have those next week. I had to write this. Mostly because I find the thought of channeling anger through exercise exhausting. And since I can't write lyrics like T Swift can, I turn to SometimeSaturday. I can’t share any details beyond what I've written thus far. The only one who hears those stories is my grandma. She laughs, and when she’s done laughing she will always ask “now, is he a college graduate?”
Be the best. You deserve the best. Settle for nothing less. Oh and get the shoes. Always get the shoes.