dear pregnancy brain, you ruin everything.

Dear Pregnancy Brain,

You and I need to have a talk.

You see, the last week or so I have been building up husband's birthday surprise and doing a really great job of keeping it a secret.  Secrets can be hard for me, especially when its a gift.  I really thought I was going to make it this time.

Then you came along and ruined everything.

Remember yesterday when all I wanted to do was show Mr. Murphy a picture of my new bangs then you decided to butt in and be all, "BAM, it'd be a great idea to take a picture of yourself in the car and make sure to include his birthday present in the background."

That was rude.  

Can you stop making me stupid now?

Love,

Rachel

Happy Birthday to my sweet husband of 24 today!

I made Mr. Murphy promise me to still act surprised.

I was so close...SO close.

our new home.

Want to know a secret?

We have moved.

This is our new home.

We have made the switch from city dwellers to country folk.

We went from a tiny, noisy, cozy one bedroom city apartment to a beautiful country home on a little farm.

We have a John Deere tractor, a red barn, horses to look at, and lovely neighbors.

Life is changing.

I have been thinking a lot about change lately.

You know the saying, "There is nothing as constant as change."

I am beginning to understand that the older I get the truer I am finding that it becomes.

I remember growing up and having expectations for what my life might be like. I had goals and plans and thoughts as to what I would do.

I am realizing that the only expectation we should have is to be happy.  Rather to make happiness for ourselves.  Life is never really how you expect it to be.  The surprises make it exhilarating but we should always prepare ourselves against the storms of life.  We should guard ourselves with the assurance of knowing who we are and Who's we are.

We are going through a storm right now.  

We are trying to be there for our family in a time of need and we hope that we can bring joy in to this new home.  We will be living with my mother for some time and it will be a positive thing for us all.

"oh, hey there mister murphy."

our new roomie :)

A Bun in a Hot Place

It's finals week.

Stress and anxiety levels are at an all time high.

I may or may not have had random silly crying spells yesterday.

I am expected to graduate in exactly a week.  

If I pass my piano profficiency.   

Ick.

Then...precious freedom and a lot of unknowns.

So, tonight in between me writing a paper for Psychology and studying for Psychology and Mr. Murphy slaving away over his French final we decided WE NEEDED A BREAK!

Enough was enough, our brains had had it and it was time for some sweet sweet music making.  

It is the 2nd best kind of therapy out there.

So, we dressed ourselves and scrubbed off the study grunge and made ourselves look presentable to record a happy song.

Here is our original cover of Iron and Wine's "Such Great Heights" debuting Mr. Murphy's birthday gift.

So, why don't you take a break from what ever hot situation you are in and treat yourself to a little procrastination by yours truly and her honey bun.  

It can be good for the soul ya know?

I want to thank (this lady) for the inspiration for the Audrey Hepburn meets Carrie Bradshaw

BUN!

The light at the end of that long, sad, dark, depressing, lonely tunnel is near.

I can't wait to wear that funny square shaped hat and bask in the glory of 5 1/2 college years.

Now...back to the grindstone.