WalMart Musings

While cruising through WalMart, I had an interesting time. The following were thoughts I had during my shopping adventure:

Why is that woman throwing carrots?

I always see people my age at WalMart, but NEVER see them anywhere else. Where do the young people hide in this town?

If you use spray butter, I’m not sure I can trust you.

This place would make a killing if they sold liquor.

That baby is adorable.

WalMart transforms according to the time of day. Never ever come at night again.

No wonder there’s a whole website dedicated to this place.

People are crazy.

I just gave in to the Americone Dream.

They just opened a new line just for me. This must be a sign of the apocalypse.

Happy Monday, everyone! Big week? If they include a trip to Walmart, you should record your thoughts too! Trust me, they’ll be amusing.


Wednesday: The New Weekend

Last night, Josh and I drove to Atlanta for a concert. This is weird because A.) Before Friday’s Ben Rector concert, we hadn’t been to a concert since being married. B.) It was a Wednesday. C.) I bought the tickets 2 days in advance -not typical for Type A’s like me D.) All the above.

But we had a great time seeing Dave Barnes. Josh had been to a Dave Barnes concert before and gone on and on about how funny he is, so I thought I was prepared. Except I wasn’t. Ya’ll, I enjoyed his antics on stage more than I did the actually music (which is saying something since his music is pretty dang good). After our night, I am convinced that I will be buying his new album in January…. and maybe even his Christmas album coming next week.

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Weekend Update: Ben, Stiff Arm, Quinoa

Friday, JRB and I went to see Ben Rector and Tyrone Wells at the Tabernacle in Atlanta. Holy moley awesomeness!!! We LOVE Ben Rector, and no matter how embarrassing/pathetic it is, I always get a little emo during “White Dress.” In my defense, that song was played for the recessional of our wedding so… Give me a break!



(concert lighting isn’t the best)

Here are a few of my new favorites though:

Saturday morning, we ate pancakes on pancakes on pancakes with friends, did the Army PT test with  Colin, and watch the AUBURN TIGERS DEFEAT TEXAS A&M. War eagle! Since then, this has been my favorite thing to watch. {By the way- Auburn is #11 in the country. WHAAAAAAT???}

Sunday, we cleaned and cleaned and cleaned and finally caulked around where we put up a new backsplash 2  MONTHS AGO. It finally looks finished. PTL. I also made this recipe, and it was super (JRB, Colin, and puppy approved). I OBVIOUSLY didn’t follow it exactly (because I never do) and added shrimp (because meatless meals are considered sides in our house). But here is the Paige-version of Asian Quinoa Salad:

Asian Quinoa



1/2 pound shrimp
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 cup quinoa
2 cups water
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 cup chopped red cabbage
1 cup shelled and cooked edamame
1/2 cup shredded carrots
1 cup diced cucumber


1/4 cup  tamari sauce
1 tablespoon sesame oil
1 tablespoon red wine vinegar
1/4 cup chopped cilantro
1/4 teaspoon grated ginger
1/8 teaspoon red pepper flakes
Salt and black pepper, to taste

1. Add water, quinoa, and salt to a medium saucepan and bring to a boil over medium heat. Boil for 5 minutes. Turn the heat to low and simmer for about 15 minutes, or until water is absorbed. Remove from heat and fluff with a fork.
2. Place the quinoa in a large bowl and add the cabbage, edamame, carrots, and cucumber. Set aside.
3. In a small bowl, whisk together the soy sauce, sesame oil, red wine vinegar, cilantro, ginger, red pepper flakes, salt, and pepper.
4. Pour the dressing over the quinoa salad and stir to combine.
5. Heat olive oil in a skillet. Season shrimp with whatever seasoning you choose (I blackened them), and cook until pinkish-white.
6. Place shrimp over quinoa salad, and serve!

Happy Monday, everyone! Hope your weekends were fun, relaxing, and full of great conversation (because doesn’t a good convo make the biggest difference?). 

See ya tonight, Ben!

For your listening pleasure:

Have a great weekend! JRB and I are going the see our favorite, Ben Rector, tonight in Atlanta and (hopefully) having a date with Taqueria del Sol. It’s a little weird to think that the last time we saw Ben Rector we were in college and engaged. My how things have changed! I’m still a little bummed that he didn’t take me up on my offer to sing at our wedding, but I guess I can get past it. It has been 2 years…

Angry Cinnamon Rolls


While JRB and I were gone to Asheville, our precious demonic little pooches chewed our couch cushion. Yes, that’s right. Our love seat currently has exposed padding and shredded fabric. We found out while we were still on vacation, and honestly nothing could have ruined that trip for us. It was out of sight, out of mind. However, yesterday when I came home from work and began figuring out what all I could do to fix it, I began to slowly quickly heat up. 

I couldn’t find any slip cover that I liked. 

Reupholstering costs an arm and a leg. 

New couches are actually the SAME AMOUNT as reupholstering. 

But I don’t want to pay for new couches. 

I want new floors. 

Why are our floors so ugly?

And why haven’t I decorated for fall?

We have no pumpkins or mums. 

And I still haven’t unpacked. 

Or vacuumed.

Our house is nasty. 

And I don’t want to cook. 

Or clean. 

Or workout.

But I’ll take a cinnamon roll. 

You see how this spiraled out of control? So at 7 when I finally got home from furniture stores, Publix (buying mums and pumpkins), and TJ Maxx (I was having a meltdown, ok?), I was in a mood that can only be illustrated by this. I was ticked off, tired, and ready to bite everyone’s heads off. Ever been there? Ever gotten there because of a pet? Maybe I have an anger problem. 

I was ready to fix the problem. I had plans to arrange flowers, completely re-landscape my yard, buy new couches, and new floors. We, the newlyweds, can totally afford that, right? Thank the Lord for JRB (and bless his heart for putting up with me). He talked me off the ledge in the furniture store, fixed our dinner, and actually took me to get a cinnamon roll (later regretting that decision). But, still. He didn’t lose his cool while I was ranting and raving and plotting my revenge against the dogs. 

Why am I sharing this? 1. I need ideas on how to fix my couch. and 2. More importantly, I want you to see that I’m real. I’m sinful. I get ridiculously angry and try to make bad decisions. I find myself not being grateful for what I have. I lose sight of what’s important. I skip reading my Bible so that I can roam town trying to spend money. And I kill joy.

Thank you, Lord, for grace and for people who care enough and love me enough to tell me when I’m being crazy, help me when I’m being ridiculous, and make wise decisions when I seem incapable of doing it myself. 


Southeastern Tour



Starting last Tuesday, Josh and I have been traveling the Southeast. We went to Asheville through Friday, and then met friends at their mountain house outside of Helen, GA. Activities included:


Touring the Biltmore Estate

Stuffing our bocas (Favorites included: The Market Place, Early Girl Eatery, Tupelo Honey Cafe, French Bread Chocolate Lounge, 12 Bones)

Front porch sitting

Rock Climbing

Making s’mores


Swooning over everything in the Mast General Store

Petting animals

Getting entertained by a blacksmith


Holding babies

Carriage ride in Helen, GA

Celebrating Oktoberfest

Making Top 5 Lists

Riding the Blue Ridge Parkway and Great Smoky Mountain Pathway

Seeing God in changing leaf colors


We’re back and relaxed and ready to go. Hope you folks had a great week(end)!




Weekend Update: Lessons from Babysitting

This weekend, JRB and I had the pleasure of babysitting/ house sitting for a sweet couple here in LaGrange. We kept their house in (decent) order, their children fed and (decently) clean, and their cat from a life on the streets. Here are some observations, or lessons, learned by me, the one without children:

1. You need a good bit of upper body strength to be a parent. As pitiful as this sounds, my arms were beat after only 3 days with these precious kiddos. All the bending while holding baby, picking up baby from floor or bed, and cradling baby can really put your arms through the ringer. {Note to self: work on bicep and wrist strength.}  However, I wouldn’t dare miss out on that post-nap, bottle cuddle time.


2. Keep an eye on your food at all times. I say this because Josh had a part of a meatball stolen from his fork. Hilarity. We were watching the Auburn game Saturday night (baby girl was already asleep because she’s perfect and an awesome sleeper) with our main man Jake. I had cooked spaghetti and meatballs for JRB and myself, so Josh had his plate watching the game. He turned to talk to me, and next thing we know the meatball that was on his fork was, in fact, gone. We quickly discovered who the culprit was because marinara sauce was all over his chin. I don’t believe I’ve ever laughed as hard.

3. Keep an eye on the remote at all times. On several occasions, the volume of the tv went from 23 to 99 in about 15 seconds. That’s right. Baby hands for the win.

4. Actually, just keep an eye on everything within reach. One time I caught Tyler about to put my flat into her mouth. Praise the Lord I stopped that one.



5. A train and a mouse can be your best friends. Each morning Mickey Mouse Clubhouse or Thomas the Train would buy me some time in making breakfast. Who knew I could love trains and mice so much?

6. Pushing a stroller isn’t as simple as it sounds. Saturday afternoon, I strapped Tyler to me and put Jake into his stroller for a “simple” walk. Simple, yea right. Who knew that a 10 month old can make your walk that much harder? And why is it that as soon as you take your hand off the stroller to place a piece of hair behind your ear, the stroller goes crazy? I like to think I’m in decent shape. I mean, I go to the gym at least 4 times a week (most of the time 5), and by the end of our “simple” mile and half walk I was burning from my bum to my toes! {Note to self: also work on cardiac endurance and leg strength.} Mamas, you have my utmost respect for pushing those little ones and carrying those little ones up hills. You. Are. My. Hero.

7. Sleeping is different when you are in charge of children. If you know me, you know that I consider sleeping to be a talent of mine. It doesn’t matter when or where, I can most likely fall asleep and not be woken up by too many things. However, this changed when I was responsible for those two babes. I kept waking up in the middle of the night to study the monitor and make sure everything was exactly how it should be. Any small groan from one of them made me instantly wake up with my heart beating out of my chest. Once again- mamas, you have my utmost respect.

8. Remember what you dress everyone in. I know some people LOVE the matching family thing, but I’m not that into it-especially when the kids I’m dressing aren’t my children. However, Sunday we (the Biermans) matched the two babes, and it was a COMPLETE ACCIDENT. Here’s what happened: Saturday night, Josh stayed with the kids while I went to our house to feed the puppies. While there, I grabbed a green shirt for Josh to wear to church. Then, Sunday morning I dressed Tyler in this PRECIOUS little green and white dress with a brown bow and brown shoes. She took her morning nap in this, so- as far as her clothing- out of sight, out of mind. Next, when I was dressing Jake I put on a sweet little denim shirt and some khaki shorts. Well, the khaki shorts literally fell right off of him, so I ended up switching him into green shorts. I was wearing a denim dress. So it gets to be time for church, and I round up everyone when I notice we’re all wearing green and denim. It was an honest mistake, ok? I just like denim and the color green!

9. Children are, without a doubt, a gift from God. While no, these kiddos aren’t my own, they blessed me this weekend. I loved how: excited they were to see me (Tyler said good morning by giggling, Jake told me “Hi” every morning), they ate their food with their tiny hands, they played with trains, we read one of my favorite books- The Very Hungry Caterpillar, they laughed and clapped when they knew you were happy or excited, Jake said his prayers every night, we talked about letters and letter sounds and it was so fun, Mickey Mouse and Thomas the Train were instant successes, tickling was always welcomed, Jake would repeat what I said (especially hilarious), Tyler was extra cuddly after nap time, they loved JRB and I even though we weren’t mom and dad.


We had so much fun with those sweet kiddos. Sadly, I’m realizing that whenever JRB and I have our own, they won’t come already eating well, sleeping well, and cleaning up after themselves like Jake and Tyler. Parents, if you guys could go ahead and be writing out an instruction manual on how to make our kids do that, then I’d be very appreciative.

Happy Tuesday! I hope your week is seasoned with encouraging conversation, laughter, and some good eats. Josh and I leave TODAY for Asheville, and we couldn’t be more pumped. Be prepped and ready for boocoodles of pictures.