Tuesday, April 28, 2009


Today I decided it was time to get out.
Last time I decided that, Courtney took me to this place and I was never the same. Oh the frosting, oh the delicate vanilla love. My favorite is defiantly one called
"vanilla squared". I told Court I think they should name it vaNIElla squared because I can guarantee I will single-handedly keep that cupcake selection going.
{oh I know, I am so funny}

This place also has adorable cake-plates (if you are suspecting something, do. I am dropping a very direct hint to Mr. Nielson for Mothers Day {May 10th}) The one I like looks like a chandelier {the large size....Woooo I had to get that off my chest...go get one and tell em' Nie sent you. I don't know why, just do}.

Anyway, Page dropped by my house today with Vivian in tow. I mentioned the cupcakes and before you could say "I like vanilla cupcakes" we were in the car headed that-a-way.
After I got home, I decided to look around my house. I love beautiful things. I love to surround myself with things that radiate happiness and beauty. Jane came home from school one day with a large branch of cherry blossoms. The colors were vibrant and gorgeous. Simple things like that allow me to feel special, happy, loved, and most of all... my favorite... feminine.
We are women of a God who delights in his daughters to feel beautiful and adored. Whatever that is to you personally, don't let it go undone. It is in you safe and warm and no one can take that away from you...no one.

Even though I feel down about my looks here and there, I still feel it. The God-like beauty is there and a plane crash can't take that away.
I am fortunate to have a husband who gets it. He thrives on it. He expects it.
He deserves it.