Oh Hay, 2012!

Happy 2012, everyone! I truly hope you had a wonderful holiday and new year with your loved ones. I sure did!

2011 was hands down the best year of my life. Not only did I spend a great amount of time with my family and friends, but I married the man of my dreams, we got our first place together, and went on a trip of a lifetime.

The highlights of our year include:

Ringing in 2011 aka “Our Wedding Year” with the best of friends in Astoria.

My mother and bridal party threw me a bridal shower in April. I thought I was going to my MIL’s surprise birthday party, so you can only imagine MY surprise. It was a day I’ll never forget.

In May, my bridal party threw me an epic bachelorette party on the Norwegian Gem cruise ship. My best fried who lives in London flew in for the party as a surprise to me. When she tapped me on the shoulder on the deck of the boat I literally almost had a heart attack. Thinking about that day still fills my heart with joy.

At the end of May (talk about waiting until the last minute!) we finally found our dream apartment. We searched, and searched, and searched and finally found the place we knew was perfect for us.

Oh, June 18th. The best day of my life. The day I became Mrs. John Dickerson.

We went on a dream honeymoon to Hawaii. We spent time on Oahu, Maui and Kauai. I wish we were back there right now!

In August I started this blog! It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but never had the gumption to start. There are days when I still question what the heck I’m doing, and the internal battle of “but I have nothing important to say!” happens on a daily basis, but I’m glad I finally went through with it.

December marked our first Christmas together and it was amazing. I didn’t realize it would be so different now that we were living together and married, but it really was. Different in a great way.

So there ya have it, our 2011 in review. I have to say, the last few months have been really amazing, so I can’t help but think 2012 is going to top this past year.

Yea, I said it. Bring it, 2012!

Heavy Heart

On Friday I found that out my dog wasn’t doing well, and we had to put her to sleep on Monday. Because of that, I haven’t been in the mood to write on the blog. I’m sad, but I feel relieved that she’s no longer in pain.  Truthfully, I selfishly kept hoping she’d start feeling a little better so we wouldn’t have to put her down, but that didn’t happen. By the end of her days, she could barely walk, cried when you even touched her, and was almost completely blind. It was selfish to keep her around just because we were too sad to let her go.

It’s kind of full circle that she passed right before Christmas, as she was a Christmas present to me and my sister. Lucy was a dog with such a personality, she was like a human. I could tell funny “Lucy stories” all day long. Care to know my favorite?

My family is a bunch of runners. When Lucy was about 4 months old, my dad took her to the running trails about two miles from my home. He let Lucy off her leash so she could run around and chase squirrels (she was a hunting dog, after all!) and after a while, he realized Lucy wasn’t with him anymore. He spent two hours walking around the woods, calling her name and whistling. She always answered to “Swinging on a Star.” He finally decided he needed to go home and break it to his daughters that he lost the dog. As he drove home and pulled into the driveway, trying to come up with a story to tell us, he saw Lucy sitting on our front porch…just waiting for him. She just looked at him like, “Where have you been, buddy?”

That was my girl, Lucy.

To help keep the memory alive of my Christmas pup, I bought both my mom and myself a  glass beagle ornament for our tree. I rush delivered them, so fingers crossed the package arrives before Saturday. I hope so, because I’d love to be able to give my mom this on Christmas.

RIP Lucy. You sure were a great dog. We are all going to miss you.

Lucy wearing her "flower girl dress" the morning of my wedding

She really is a funny girl…

When I decided to finally start this blog, I read a lot of “blogging tips.” The most common? Write what you are passionate about.
 
I’ve noticed my blog posts over the last few months have primarily focused on getting my bearings as a newlywed. Making our apartment a home, learning to cook, and even some emotional high’s and low’s. Those things are 100% me.
 
But those things aren’t EVERYTHING I’m passionate about. If you asked any of my friends or family what I could talk all day about, I think the top answer would…reading (or books). 
 
I’m a HUGE book-worm. I constantly say that I don’t just read books, I devour them.  So I’m going to start talking about what I’m reading here, on my blog.
 
Blame it on Disney’s Beauty & the Beast, but I’ve always identified with dreamer Belle and her “nose stuck in a book.” I dream of a house with a library like the one she had in the castle, or one maybe slightly less grand, but still magnificent, like these:

via Houzz

via Pinterest

via Diary of a Renovation

via Jean-Loup Daraux

 

Don’t worry, this isn’t going to become a book blog. But I figured the blog’s called Lewis in Love, so I should post more about the things I really do love, right?

So stay tuned for some fine-tuning around here,  hopefully resulting in a new “What’s on our Shelf?” page.

Because what’s more homey than snuggling up on your couch, in your [perfectly designed, DIY, and blogged about] living room? I can’t think of much.

Fa La La La…our Christmas tree!

Well, ho ho ho, our tree is up!

There are few things that my husband puts his “foot down” about. Getting a real Christmas tree was one of them. He grew up with a real tree, as did I, but in the last 5 or so years, my parents switched over to an artificial tree. John was adamant that we have a real one, no if’s and’s or but’s about it.

So we got ourself a 6-foot Frasier tree, and finally got her up and decorated in the apartment.

It’s funny what you learn with your first Christmas tree. Like the fact 400 lights means diddly squat to a tree that’s lush and full. Whoops. Next year we will be buying more.

Another thing we learned is while it seemed like we had a ton of ornaments, our tree literally ate them up. We have so many empty spots just YEARNING for an ornament. John thinks I’m overreacting, since this is our first tree and the whole point is that we have a lifetime together to obtain ornaments that actually mean something to us. And well, I know he’s right…but still.

Being that we are newlyweds, a lot of our ornaments have a marriage or love theme. Lots of heart-shapes, like these love birds…

And whimsical bridal froggies…

My mother bought us this Lenox 2011 bride and groom. Probably the classiest ornament we have on the tree, and it’s definitely a keepsake…

Stemming from a tradition my family keeps, we bought an ornament from our honeymoon in Hawaii. Our plan is to buy an ornament from every vacation or journey we take, so every year our Christmas tree is like a little time capsule. What I love about my parents tree is you can walk up to it, see the 1993 Disney ornament and immediately have a conversation starter. I want that for my family.

Overall, it’s not a bad start us new newlyweds. It’s fun to snuggle on the couch and look at our first-ever Christmas tree. I don’t know about you, but I find something so magical about Christmas.

Psst…did you notice that we bought the Target tree topper I talked about a couple weeks ago? It came in gold and silver, and we snagged the silver option. It’s so pretty with the lights both on and off!

Happy Birthday, John!

I need to send some BIG birthday wishes out to my wonderful husband, John. Today he turns the big 2-9 and I just want him to know how much I love him and how happy I am to have him in my life.

Happy birthday, babe! I hope all of your birthday wishes come true.

xoxo

 

Apartment Cheating

Today I am thankful for relaxing nights with my husband. Last night we ate tacos, drank some coronas and watched television. Seemingly low-key but very good for the heart. It’s nights like those that get me through hectic work weeks.

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I’ve been day dreaming about owning a house.

Is this seriously happening after only 5 months of living in the apartment of my dreams?

I feel like I’m cheating on our little home. Which frustrates me because John and I looked so long to find it, and we genuinely love living here. The big, retro-vibe kitchen, the hardwood floors, my walk-in closet… it’s a renters dream space. But the budding housewife in me can’t help but sometimes wish for more.

We keep hearing, “it’s a buyers market” and “now’s the time for you guys to do it,” and we know all that. But it’s just not the right time for us.

I don’t want to wish away this time. We’re newlyweds with no real “life commitments.” Sure, we both have demanding careers, but we have no children to raise, animals to care for, lawns to mow. We can travel the world on a whim. That’s what we need right now.

I struggle with living in the moment. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve always been looking to what’s next. My parents always talk about how as a little girl I was never content with what I was doing at that moment. From the other, bigger, better rollercoaster at the theme park or the next vacation we go on, I struggled with being grateful for what I had at that exact moment.

I’m working on it.

I’m a do-er, a dreamer and a planner. I struggle to just let things be. That being said, I am trying.

So, I’m sorry little apartment. I hope you know how much I love you and how much I cherish the memories we are making.

If you need to blame someone, blame Pinterest for throwing pictures of houses like this in my face.

Le sigh

Holiday Madness

I am so thankful for my mom. She’s my best friend, plain and simple. We talk every day and never run out of things to say or do together. She’s my favorite shopping partner, life coach and cooking teacher. Overall, she’s the best role model a girl could ask for. I hope that one day I’m half the mom she is.

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Can you believe Thanksgiving is only nine days away? And Christmas is next month?

I adore Christmas. It’s my favorite holiday, and I am so beyond excited to start crafting and decorating to the tunes of “A Chipmunk Christmas.”  I’ve already started making notes on what I want to do this year, and even bought this bad boy to help spark my creativity.

If you’re wondering, it’s a pretty good magazine. Nothing so original that’s probably not already on Pinterest, but it’s still a fun read.

Anyway, I noticed that I have kind of skipped over Thanksgiving as far as decorating. Yea, I have my mini-pumpkin on the coffee table, but that’s about it. Since we aren’t hosting Thanksgiving whatsoever, the thought never crossed my mind to spruce up the apartment.

However, we ARE having friends over the night before Thanksgiving for a little pre-bar hopping cocktail party. It’s technically for my birthday, but it’s really just a “Thanksgiving Eve is the biggest bar night of the year so let’s get a few pre-cocktail party cocktails in us before we head to the bars” party.

Phew, that was a mouthful.

So I think I might need to jazz up the apartment a little. Not sure what to do though, since I don’t have much energy time for this. But, there’s so much eye candy out there…how can I not be inspired?

via SAS Interiors

via Frenchie and Flea

via Star Shine Chic

via Old Sweet Water Cottage

Being that Thanksgiving is almost over and it’s literally JUST about time to decorate for Christmas, I’m going to see if  good ol’ nature can inspire my decorating this weekend (cough cough…free stuff).

I’ll keep you posted!

The CLAW!

Today I am thankful for weekends. I had such a relaxing, rejuvenating weekend with John. I actually feel somewhat rested today.

The downside from this weekend? I legit have hands like THE CLAW. As in, Jim Carrey in “Liar Liar.”

I spent the entire day on Saturday writing out thank you cards. You never think when you have a big wedding with 200 people the amount of thank you notes you will have to write afterwards. I’m finally about 4 tables away from being done with this project. Thank goodness. My fingers might never recover.

To add to the insanity, I decided on Sunday that I just HAD to learn how to crochet. Do any of you know how to crochet? Well, let me tell you…I’m terrible. I also apparently don’t know how to hold a crochet hook because I swear my hands are now permanently damaged.

In fact, this blog post just may be too much for me to write with my claws right now.

I’ll be back tomorrow.

Beyond Thankful Friday

Today is Veteran’s Day. A day to honor the sacrifices, courage and patriotism of our service members, past and present.  The selflessness of these men and women are beyond measurable, their unwavering dedication knows no match. I am honored to live in a country that so many people are willing to dedicate their life towards.

To these veteran’s: you are an inspiration, thank you.

Today is also a time to acknowledge military families, especially those who have loved ones serving overseas. With the holiday’s just around the corner, I understand what you are going through must be so difficult. I pray for you and for your loved ones, that you will be reunited soon.

I am the daughter of a USMC Vietnam veteran, married to the son of an Army Vietnam veteran. My brother is a captain in the Navy, who was one of the first people deployed after 9/11. Patriotism runs deep through my veins, to the core of my soul. I am so proud to be an American.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to all the Veteran’s out there. It is because of your sacrifices I am able to live the life I have, and enjoy even the littlest of freedoms. I am so thankful for you, and you will continue to be in my prayers as always.

Zombies? NBD.

We own a gas mask. And two guns. So obviously when there is a zombie apocalypse, I’m going to survive. Just thought you all might want to know.

Zombies, schmombies. Not in my house, baby!

 

And no, that’s not a zombie alien on my head. It’s just my hair. Stop judging!