Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Leaving Springfield

I've been a KC resident for a grand total of 17 days, and it has taken me every one of those days to be in a place where I could write this post. I think there has been a certain level of denial happening about the fact that I don't live in Springfield anymore. I've been crashing in my sister-in-law's downstairs den, so it's been easy to pretend like this is some sort of vacation instead of my life....but this weekend we're moving for real, we'll have an apartment, all my stuff will be here, my husband will be here, my cats will be here, and it will be a lot harder to pretend like I still live in Springfield. This all makes it sound like I'm unhappy, and I'm really not. I'm excited to live in Kansas City, I absolutely love my new job, and I can't wait to explore the city and fall in love with new favorite local spots. It's just that Springfield will always hold such a large piece of my heart. So many of the best bits of my life happened there, and even though Springfield wasn't my hometown, it feels very very much like home to me. I think part of that has to do with memories, and the other part has to do with this:


God, these girls. I don't even know where to begin, except to say that each one of them has very literally changed my life in ways big and small. They are inspiring, encouraging, supportive, caring, loving, talented, humble and genuine. When I think of my Springfield friendships, I am absolutely blown away. I think a person would be lucky to have one friend with all those qualities, and I'm surrounded by them.


These photos were taken by my friend Michelle, who put together this going-away for me (because she's amazing and I love her). I think a lot of times, things on the internet are portrayed in a more perfect light than they really are, but this evening was an exception for me--it really was perfect. When it was over, I cried all the way home, and not because I was sad about leaving. I cried because I realized how fortunate I was to have so many people who loved me, so many people I would miss, so many people in my life that it was difficult to say goodbye to. Springfield will always have a special place in my heart...and so will these girls.


Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Late Summer Spotify Playlist

Just a little taste of what I've been listening to lately. Late summer in Missouri is so weird, because you get teases of fall here and there, but not enough to really get your heart set on it. This playlist represents that pretty well--a few sneaks of fall staples like Iron & Wine and Nathaniel Rateliff, but still pretty dominated by infectious summer sounds. Hope it's a happy addition to your Wednesday!

Monday, August 24, 2015

Kansas City, Here We Come.

If you follow me on Instagram, you may already know this, but I have some rather big news to share (nope, not pregnant--sorry mom).



Yep, you read that right. If this all seems very sudden, it's because it is. We had talked about moving to KC a few times, but it was always in the "someday" sense. There's a better market for both of our jobs up there, Tyler has family in the area, and I've grown to love it more and more as we visited over the past few years. Recently, though, there have been aspects of my current job that have left me feeling very unhappy and ethically uneasy. After one particularly rough day that resulted in coming home in angry tears, I started looking at jobs in KC that require the licensure that I'll be sitting for in November. I found some great jobs, and even though I wasn't fully qualified yet, applied for them. My thought was, even if I don't get a call right away, they'll have my name and information for the future--and in the meantime, I feel some forward motion, like I'm doing something to put myself in a better position. I applied for four jobs.

I got four phone calls.

I got four interviews.

I got four job offers.

My mind was blown. I was anxious, panicky, and wondered what I had done. Then I was excited, and things started make sense. I talked with Tyler and some of my friends, made pro/con lists for each job. I ended up taking a lower-paying job that is still leaps above what I make now, and that will allow me to work less and have summers off. And I'm so excited.

Not everything has gone according to plan. Tyler was hopeful that his current job would transfer, since the company he works for here in Springfield has an office in Kansas City. We got word last week that his regional manager is not going to allow that to happen. So he'll be here until the end of September, which will mean a few weeks apart for us, and a job search for him as well. (If anyone knows of any good marketing jobs in the Kansas City area, send them my way!) We had a terrible time finding a place to live too--every house we had on our list was snatched up before we had a chance to look at them. We even got a text message the day we were driving up to look at one saying that it had rented that morning. We spent a good portion of Friday just driving around aimlessly though Waldo, looking for "For Rent" signs, and finally giving up and going back to Johnson County to look at apartments closer to where I'll be working. Ultimately, though, we found a place. It's pretty cookie-cutter, doesn't have much (read: any) character, and isn't actually available until about three weeks after I start my new jobs, but it's safe, close to family and my work, and it's got our name on it!

So today I'm feeling grateful. Grateful that my first-world problems aren't really problems, but inconveniences. I'm grateful that frustrations are temporary and that we have amazingly supportive family who will let me crash on their couch until we can move into our apartment. I'm grateful for the amazing friendships I've developed in Springfield, and that KC is only three hours away. I'm grateful for change, even when it's scary, and adventure, even when it's hard.

Kansas City, here we come.

Monday, August 17, 2015

National Thrift Shop Day!

Somebody hide Macklemore's keys, because today is National Thrift Shop Day (terrible joke, I know--but how else are you going to introduce a post like this, hm?). I've slacked quite a bit on my thrifting lately out of general busyness, but I've been known to come home with a few gems in my time. Sometimes these gems make it to the blog and other times, they're photographed and then sit in my Flickr account for six months or more (oops) like this one:


Tyler calls them my Mork & Mindy overalls (and generally refuses to be seen in public with me while I'm wearing them); I call them awesome.


To be honest, they aren't the most practical piece of clothing I own, but they very well may be one of the most fun...and I'm not the best thrifter on the planet. I have friends who are thrifting queens, and always manage to come out of the store with amazing pieces at amazing prices. Cases in point--I have a friend who seems like she finds Pendleton stuff ALL.THE.TIME. and once picked up a pair of Frye boots in an antique store. Of course they were her size, because she has the best luck ever. (You know who you are Danavee!). Another friend of mine thrifts the best outfits consistently and managed to snag a pair of Minnetonkas at the local DAV. I'm just not that lucky, but once in a while, I find something I really, really like. Maybe in honor of National Thrift Shop Day, I should hop back on the wagon and see if I can improve my luck. The perfect set of Pyrex may be waiting for me.


Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Pining for Fall


Oh man, is it fall yet? This is the first year where summer has really felt like a chore. Maybe it's the 90+ degree heat wave that we've had for what seems like forever, but I'm ready for flannel and sweaters and pumpkin everything. Fall has always been my favorite season (I'm an October baby, so maybe that has something to do with it) but I'm looking forward to it this year more than ever. Thankfully it's just around the corner so I'll be photographing leaves and drinking cocoa in no time. <3

Monday, August 10, 2015

Vinyl Love // The Bones of What You Believe


The Bones of What You Believe by Chvrches

In three words: complex, energizing, mesmerizing

Favorite tracks: The Mother We Share, Gun, Recover

This is one of those albums that can be my go-to for most any mood. If I need a pick-me-up or to mellow out, it somehow manages to do both. It's also one of the few albums that my husband and I both agree is awesome. (You might say we have slightly different tastes in music...) Since Chvrches' sophomore album is due next month, I figured that this would be a perfect time to highlight The Bones of What You Believe. You can hear "Leave a Trace" from their upcoming album "Every Open Eye" in the video below.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Crystal Bridges

Yesterday I wrote a bit about the first part of a little family trip to Arkansas. After spending the day in Eureka Springs, we drove to Bentonville to spend the night (I will forever be an Air B&B fan after this trip!). The next day, we went to the Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art. As it turns out, my stepdad is kind of a big art buff, and even used to be an artist himself in his younger years (maybe I can get him to give me lessons!). I was a little blown away by how wonderful it was--there were a handful of pieces that I could have literally spent all day staring at. I even came face to face with a painting by my all-time favorite artist, Andrew Wyeth. It was an amazing stop, and if you're ever in the Bentonville area, it is definitely worth a visit! Here's a sampling of our day.