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Ffffound.

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Enjoy your time in Wonderland

Maybe things will look better on the other side.

It is your risk to take.

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Does yours?

Do you think that you have everyone fooled? And then you find out that everyone has figured you out long ago and you have nowhere left to hide?

Today, yesterday and many before.

It's me.

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Such a sweet family.

Just like mine.

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What would this world be without a little magic?

Rain falls, friends call, but best of all you are home with me.

Nights pass, mornings last, but best of all you are home with me.

People come, or they stay, but best of all you are home with me.

Best of all you are home with me.

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I miss my date's with Scott.

We have been so home bound since we moved in. I miss our lazy Sunday's wandering around Vancouver, carefree and relaxed.

I know it is all for the greater good, I just feel like I miss him so much. He is there when I wake up and when I fall asleep, but I still miss him, you know?

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please?

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So, things are still an ongoing.. battle? Is that the right word?

In the morning and in the night it surely feels that way.

The renovations are still underway, every day, in the way, soon we continue to say.

Scott is working as hard as ever, as eloquent as ever, in the wee hours of never never.

I do see the end in site, the quieter nights and all the pretty lights.

I dream good dreams, I dream bad dreams, at times they are coming apart at the seams.

Despite it all in the end, I'm with my very best friend and all is on the mend.

Hope your dreams are as sweet and there are many.

xx

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When you think of all the things you've done, how do you look back on them? 

Just think about it. 

I think about it all the time.

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This was for a bar star themed party, Scott does not wear purple nor deep V's. Although his chest hair, sexy, no?

;)

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Do you?

Ffffound.

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To all whom I love.

Ffffound.

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Ok Baby?

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Worn out.

I don't know how my parent's have lived through a three year plus renovation. I am almost 1 month in and I am losing it. And my BF is doing all the hard work. I find it heart breaking to see him to so tired from it all. I wish I could do more to help, but aside from errands and making him meals, my help falls a little short.

I am waiting for my studio to come together. My sewing machine and serger are still in there boxes. I miss them, I feel stiffled. I need to start to make things, I have ideas, I must use them. The longer my studio is based on the floor the more anxious I get.

No matter how much I sleep, I am still so tired. All the time. Emotionally, I feel weak, a little beaten. Alot, and I mean alot has changed for me this year. I haven't had too much time to notice how much, and when I take a minute to realize it, I freak out. And stop thinking about it again.

Sometimes I feel like I am standing on the edge of my own personnal sanity, and when I look to far ahead, I get really shaky and scared.

I feel so at home in my home, more then anywhere, I have ever been, but it is still in such a so much to do area, it is wearing me down.

Do you ever have those days where you feel like you have taken all you can, handled things the way you should, been where you should have gone and doing what you need to do? And all you really want to do, is close your eyes, and just stop?

I don't mean stop everything, I just mean, stop the noise, stop the unknown.

I am stressing. Stressing big time.

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Still building a home...

Every night is spent on it, but when you know the payoff, it is not discouraging, but incouraging. Knowing what is to come, with our first home, that holds all the things we love, and even some things I don't need, maybe love but don't need.

I have an unusally hard time throwing away anything. And I mean anything....but that is not without saying I have given away a tonne of clothing, like quite literally, a tonne.

And yet I still have to much, "stuff," but it's my stuff. Somehow I need it. To remind of a good time, even a sad time, it just reminds me. My memory is ok, but I forget alot and get reminded of it by looking through what I have accumilated up until this point. I am by no means a horder. I don't live in Chaos, the total opposite.

I need clean lines, orginzation, everything in just the right spot. The rest, the things I can't get rid of get put into storage, which I don't look at. Which totally contradicts what I have said.

Do you have anything like that in your life, things you don't need, but still, need?

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I am sorry for the lull in posting... but with good reason it has happened. Home ownership. It is a lot of work.

My boyfriend and I bought our first home together. When I say boyfriend, I wish I could have a name that had a deeper impact to it. It wasn't done on a whim, where we thought buying a house would be cool. We have been with each other for almost 4 years, living together for 3, in an apartment we had outgrown. He is my partner, my love, my hope and my future.

We won't have interent until the 8th, so until then my post will be snuck in between phones call and tasks at work.

We moved in on the 30th of December, admist all the Christmas Cheer. Scott worked so hard to make out house into a home. I helped in painting, cleaning and screwing down the floor to get rid of as many squeaks as possible. My hands are still numb from it.

So alas all the work, and all the sacrafices to be made to live in our home, it is by far, one of the most worthwhile things I have ever done.

Have a I mentioned we will have a stage/dancefloor?

Yes.

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Where does the time go?

It passes by so fast, it's almost hard to remember what I have been doing all this time. Sometimes I think I walk through life half asleep. There are dreams, there are nightmares, there are fairy tales and and scary tales. But at some point I always wake up, like days like this and I see what is around me, what is true and what is myth. True stories are mostly kind and sweet, but there are those certain tales, that scare me.

When I can't wake out of those, that is when I really just want to sleep through it.

All in all, as this year comes to a close I will live the next year in our first home. With enough space not only for things, but enough for new stories to be written.

I hope everyone has a very Merry time of year. Don't let it pass you by without taking it all in.

Love.Peace.and a new fairytale.

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Such a waste of a lucky life.

as Ashton put it, "see you on the other side kid."

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Home Owner

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Ok. Breathe.

In and out

In and out

in in in in in in out out out out in in... ok too much breathing, freaking out...

We take possession of our first house on Friday, December 18th.

I am offically in panic mode.

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Make it white.

I will Marry you today.

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I feel worn out. I haven't done a lot to merit feeling this way. I think this feeling is more of a mental toll, then physical. Perhaps it is the air, the cold, the bite from the chill.

I feel like I can barely keep my eyes open.

The closing date is looming for the house Scott and I have bought together. I am beyond excited to have out first real home. Although the way my mind works, I am more overwhelmed at the thought of moving, of renovating. It takes way some of the joy, only because I stress more then I know I need too.

But it is who I am, this is how I work.

Christmas is almost here.

I can hardly believe it how fast this year has gone. Maybe that leads to some of this feeling. That I can't fathom how this whole year has passed. I turned 30 this year I am sure that lends itself to my moods, when they go a little off the path.

Despite it all.

I know I am so lucky.

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Some really sweet notes I found on lelove blog. 

All the posts she puts up are so heartwarming.

I love good, real, true, filling love. Reading about the up and the down of love and life reminds me just how really lucky I am. Lucky in relationships. 

In love and in my friends. 

My life is so full of love.

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le.love

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Images from the selby

You cannot look at this little face and tell me you don't want a kitten.

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From Olsens Anonymous blog. love her blogs.....

I love MK jacket, and the long sweater on Ashley reminds me of high school when I had all these awesome long cardigans that I loved to wear, I felt so unique.. they are long since gone away for someone else to enjoy, but I still miss them, I miss all the clothes that have passed through my life and went to other homes to be loved all over again...