Weekend Update: Home

What I love most about this past weekend is that we had absolutely NO plans. No dinner dates. No places to be. No alarms. We could do whatever we want whenever we wanted, and the freedom was awesome.

It began with Josh letting me sleep in… and Sam not allowing me to sleep in.

IMG_1310Our dogs are the best sleepers in the entire world. Seriously- from about 9:30 until the next morning they are dead to the world. But the minute the clock hits 7 a.m. they are up, therefore you are up. Like babies- except not.

IMG_1312After errand running and some football watching, we got out to George Ward Park for some disc golf. The dogs LOVE going and have now memorized the course. They know it so well, that when we get close to the creek, they full-on SPRINT until they get there.

IMG_1309The church we’ve been attending meets at 4:30 in the afternoon, so we get use our Sunday mornings for things like trying out new breakfast places and building towers with creamer.

IMG_1316Don’t get me wrong- I love everything about this weekend: breakfast with Josh, playing outside, sleeping in, watching football, cooking at home, etc. What I must admit that I loved the most was the FALL WEATHER arriving. Our house is FINALLY decorated for the season, and all is right.

How was your weekend? I hope yours was as easy going as ours! I don’t think the coming weekends will be nearly as calm as this one, so I’m soaking it up as much as I can. 


Friday Letters


Dear Josh, our impromptu date night to El Barrio was probably one of my favorite dates ever. Good conversation and spontaneity always win. Dear Sam, yesterday I caught you laying on the couch like you own the place. It probably wasn’t good that I laughed and took a picture before scolding you. #reasonsi’mnotreadyforchildren Dear Autumn, you get the most love of all the seasons, and I think it’s obvious why- PUMPKIN. SPICE. EVERYTHING. Dear Carlisle Drugs, for the love of all that is good- please don’t close! I’ve already lost Cecil’s. My heart can’t take losing your chicken salad and lemonade. Dear JRB, this odd thing has happened here lately where YOU fall asleep BEFORE me. I would be completely weirded out, but the conversations you have while asleep are priceless.

Weeklong Update: Tour de South

Since last Thursday, I’ve been road tripping with two of my friends from college. We hit Chattanooga, Boone, and Asheville in 6 days. At times we wanted to kill each other (and bad drivers) and a few times thought we were going to be killed (we hiked at dawn), but we have so many awesome, hilarious stories that I’m sure we’ll cherish for years and years. It’s such a treat to have friends that span years and seasons of life to remind me the important things and what I stand for. I’m not going to write a ton because obviously 6 days is a lot to summarize, but here are some of my favorite pictures from the trip.


 After dinner stroll | Downtown {Chattanooga, TN}


Antique Shopping | The Knitting Mill {Chattanooga, TN}


Dark Chocolate Covered Almond Macaroon | Rembrandt’s Roasting Company {Chattanooga, TN}


Autumn Goodness | Farmer’s Market {Boone, NC}


Pretend You’re on an Album Cover | Greenway Trail {Boone, NC}


My Nurse Friends | Aunt Carolyn and Uncle Ken’s house {Boone, NC}


In a Cloud | Mount Pisgah Trail {Asheville, NC}


After Dinner Talking | Lexington Avenue Brewery {Asheville, NC}


Afternoon Tasty Treats | French Broad Chocolate Lounge {Asheville, NC}


Sunrise Hike | Max Patch {Asheville, NC}


Mountaintop Selfie | Max Patch {Asheville, NC}


Panoramic View | Max Patch {Asheville, NC}



Dear JRB, maybe one day I’ll be old/responsible enough to wake up early with you. Until then, we can continue to have weird-Paige-is-still-asleep conversations every morning. Dear rugs, we have gotten THREE of you since we moved to Birmingham. I’m sensing an obsession. Dear puppies, please see aforementioned letter. These are NEW; please don’t roll you dirty bodies all over them even though I know you’re as excited about them as I am. Dear Tour de South, you are quickly approaching, and I could not be more excited to hit up Chattanooga, Asheville, and Boone with two of my best friends. Dear baby girl, I’m sorry they originally thought you were a boy. Girls can have muscles too! Flex, girl, flex! Dear Josh, I love celebrating with you, and I love even more that we choose to celebrate often. Who says Christmas and birthdays are the only reasons to have a party?

Two of my best friends and I are going next week to Chattanooga, Boone, and Asheville. We are so excited for the much needed girl time/vacation. Any suggestions on where to go/what to do?