Rest. Deep rest.

January 15, 2014

merry christmas


First of all, I just wanted to say a little thank you to all of you who still read this blog…if there is any of you out there still. Ha ha! I have been so spiratic in posting that I don’t blame you. Seriously, life has been really wonderfully busy with the holidays and family and traditions that I have neglected this little blog. I also have been adjusting to living in a new place.

Some of you know that we moved one hour north to be closer to family.When we lived in Merced, it was still not close enough to family. With my mom in Clovis and Torrey’s parents in Sonora, we ended up always being gone from our house in Merced. The weekends were spent driving up and down the valley and our house plants ended up dying and dog barely made it out alive. She dug quite a few holes in the backyard and we would find her bounding up to our car when we would pull into the driveway…goodness knows how many cars almost ran over her or how long she had been out roaming the neighborhood. So now we live across the creek and through the woods from Torrey’s childhood house. Seriously, we live on the same property as his parents and I am quickly learning how to build a fire, haul lumber and shoot a gun. I have finally accepted the fact that I married a mountain man and have begun the process of adjusting to snow, mountain lions (believe me there are!) and living 25 mins away from a decent grocery store. If you think about it now and again please say a few prayers for my sanity because we don’t even have a Target here. Yes, all of my city friends and Virginia peeps, you heard that right. NO TARGET! What am I to DO?! When Torrey and I went out for a date at 8:00 o’clock the other night we pulled up in front of our restaurant only to see a big fat CLOSED sign on it. The whole downtown strip shuts down when the sun sets here. All the cowboys go home. So we ended up at Applebee’s with about 20 other teenagers in the booth next to us throwing ice at each other and kissin. No joke.

In all honesty though I can deal with no Target and grocery store nearby. It is good for me…it has taught me a lot already and I have found myself being more frugal and only making trips to “town” when we really need food when before, I made a grocery store run almost every other day. But one thing that has been harder than all of the rest, is the fact that Torrey commutes now to Merced three days a week. It means late nights and early mornings and no Torrey for three days. I seriously could NOT make it without the help of a babysitter/friend that comes the three days Torrey is gone. Thank you Lord for Wendy!!

So long story short, these are the reasons why I have been so out of communication. I also have been putting my head down and working when I start to feel sorry for myself. I started a re-brand with my business Fleurish Events, added an amazing designer (Hello Veronica!!) to work the weddings on the east coast and now am looking for a new studio space like I used to have in Virginia. Miss that creaky old studio and my studio mate! There also has been a few amazing business opportunities that have come my way totally un-expectedly that have grown my business and landed it in a place that is much better place than before. And for that I am deeply grateful to God. (thinking of you Kelly!)

This verse has been in the forefront of my mind as we enter into 2014. Jeremiah 6:16 “Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, where the good way is, and walk in it and find rest for your souls” Stand, look, ask and walk. I first have to stop and look, observe and see the good way which God is leading, even if it doesn’t look necessarily “good” and then ask him for strength to walk.  And once I start obeying and walking where he leads, I will find rest. That is a promise. Deep rest. Rest while I am doing.

My Dad’s favorite song was Jesus I am Resting, Resting, He was singing this song while he was doing the dishes the very same night Jesus took him home.

Jesus I am resting, resting
In the Joy of what Thou art;
I am finding out the greatness
Of Thy loving heart.
Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee,
And Thy beauty fills my soul,
For by Thy transforming power
Thou hast made me whole

Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,
I behold Thee as Thou art,
And Thy love, so pure, so changeless,
Satisfies my heart;
Satisfies its deepest longings,
Meets supplies its every need,

I have found myself signing this song when I find my heart restless to remind myself as my father did.

Heb 4:11 “Let us therefore strive to enter that rest”

So here we are now in Sonora, (Twain Harte to be exact) on a new adventure following God down a good way that requires us to strive to enter his rest. There really is no place I would rather be….but if the place had a Target, I might be seriously tempted. Ha ha!

Much love to all of you faithful friends and family who have stuck it out with us. We miss you all so much.

(and for those of you who paid attention, yes those are white hairs…I am getting that old)




Gluten free waffles

January 9, 2014



One thing that is very sad to me sometimes is the fact that I no longer get to sink my teeth into fresh warm bread right straight out of the oven. See post here for how I was raised on gluten 24/7.

When I get really sad about it I sometimes will just walk the bread isle to gaze at the lovely warm bread all wrapped up in their pretty little paper wrappers, just waiting to be consumed and I’ll start to getting a teary eyed thinking of the party I am missing out on. Ha ha! No not really, but sometimes I walk the bread isle just to see what’s new.

So when I found these mixes , I was just a tad excited! The pancake and baking mix is amazing and I use it all of the time. Now when I am in the hankering for a waffle smothered in whipped cream and maple syrup, I just go and make myself one! So easy!

carmel trip

Oh my gosh! I just came across these images when I was looking through Jackson’t newborn pictures and just had to share them! I can’t believe that he was this small at one point!! He was just 14 days old in these pictures and 8 lbs. Fourteen days after he was born, Torrey and I felt a little cabin-feverish and decided to accept the invitation his company had extended to us for a few nights stay at the Hyatt in Carmel by-the-sea. It was a lovely weekend and our first adventure as a threesome family. People thought we were crazy as we told them how recently he was born. I firmly believe that you have to take the adventures life presents no matter how ridiculous it seems at the time. You only live once! Looking back, we were so glad we took the offer and went! What a special memory it was!

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torrey and J carmel

Eek! I can’t get over his cuteness!!!

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An honest confession: Sometimes I feel a little half ashamed when I posts these posts…like…”Hey everyone, look at me! Look what I did!!” (little girl giggle). And all of you faithful family and supporters who read this blog every once in a while, (since I am such a spiraticc blogger) have to put up with my little girl excitement over this feature and that publication. I know it probably can get over the top sometimes and so I almost was not going to post this at all because I didn’t want to do that to you guys one more time. But I just wanted to let you know that your faithful encouraging words on Facebook and Instagram don’t go unknowticed. They mean SO much! You guys are the reason I keep going…your cheering and encouragement is a large part of the reason I keep going towards my goals and dreams.

I am a normal human being, a mom with a new sweet baby boy that has dirty laundry always overflowing my laundry basket. My house is a normal house that I am constantly fighting into submission to keep it from spinning out into total chaos. My house always wins mind you. I have sleepless nights with my sick baby (insert just last week…alllll weeeeeeek loooooooooooong) just like every other mom out there. I have fights with my husband and make up with my husband just like every other wife out there. And I have big, larger than life dreams that I feel must come true somewhere over the rainbow. I am human too. So take these beautiful pictures with a little grain of salt. These are my best moments. :)

Also, thanks Apartment Therapy for the feature and Erin Milnik for being an incredible collaborator with me! Love you girl!

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Just because

September 24, 2013

fushia arragement

I like to think that I am a minalmalist….at least that is what I tell myself. I typically lean toward the blues and grays on the color scale and love the simplicity of black and white. Nuetrals and dark colors just feel comfortable to me. I like to sit in them and quiet my thoughts. Bold colors tend to make me feel a little nervous and uneasy. I used to be a fan of bold colors…I had my bridesmaids wear a bright green dresses (oh yes, in 2005, green was the rave), painted my kitchen a rust orange once and love wearing red lipstick. Bright orange gerbera daisies were my favorite flower once, so don’t get me wrong, I still love color but now I feel most comfortable living in subtle, soft colors. But one day durning the summer, there popped up some ridiculously beautiful fushia blossoms in my backyard (we are renters in our current house so it’s always a lovely surprise to see what new flower will pop out of the ground each season.) I had some pink ranuculus leftover from the weekend and I paired them together and……..POP! Look at those colors! I have to say, even for this no bold color girl…this ain’t too shabby.

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