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friday: interview, me.

Wow.

Today is a day for transparency.

It is one of those days that so many things come to head, so many things go wrong, everything breaks, every bill is due, and everyone elses life is going SPLENDIDLY. (or so it always seems. ya know, that grass is greener thing?)

So the only thing I could muster today is honesty. So, I’m interviewing myself. I hope all it doesnt bore any of you to tears, hearing about me and my life, what makes me tick, what I love and dont love.

 

Love:

I love being at home…I am a homebody. I love to have nothing better to do than clean and organize and decorate, then sit back and simply stare at it all. One of my favorite things growing up around the holidays was the night we picked up and decorated our christmas tree. At the end of the night when all the lights in the house were up, and the christmas tree was adorned with all our old and sentimental ornaments, I’d watch one or both of my parents just sit in the rocking chair with a cup of egg nog and stare at the tree. Stare at the beautiful twinkling lights. I started to do the same thing. For years now that I have my own tree, I either forget to do this at the end of the night, or I get caught up in making it SO pretty that at 2am its too late to sit and relax without passing out sitting up. But I love this. This takes me to loving lights. I love them. All kinds. Outdoor lights, lights with fire, indoor lamps and decorative lights, anything that gives off some mood. I love mood.

I really do love to get up early. Well, let me re-phrase; I love the way I feel when I’m up early in the morning. (I wish my body and my mind would simply cooperate..). The feeling that nothing is awry, everything is right in the world because there is fresh air outside…the wind that blows today is different than yesterdays. The sun is up and so are my spirits. I always get so much done, as opposed to starting my workday around noon when I dont get up early. (no, this does not mean I sleep till noon peeps, hello..I have 2 kids under 2! it simply means that by the time I do everything for everyone else, the workday finally starts at noon)

I love “window shopping”. Of course I’d love to buy as well, but I think I’ve “not had money” long enough in my life to where I actually enjoy just shopping without buying now. Cityplace is 5 minutes from our house, and I love to go and browse Anthro, Barnes and Nobles, Restoration Hardware, and Pottery Barn. Just walk slow, browse, ooo and ahh, look, love, and then leave. This is probably why I do not like salespeople. I know you peeps have a job you’ve gotta do, but I hate being hassled to buy things. (this should go down in the dislike section, but oh well)

I love switching my channel over to HD Theater when “sunrise earth” or any of those other fabulous nature shows are on. Like anyone else, its a huge dream of mine to travel. Not when I retire, but now. Every year, take a month and go somewhere awesome. I’d really love to take summers off, when we are at a point financially when we can do that, i’ll be the happiest woman in the world. I love how I small I feel just seeing the Sequoia National Forest on the television…I cant imagine seeing it in person.

I get so much energy from night drives. I love to take a drive at dusk. Whether its on A1A or just 2 minutes to Target, I love to get out and drive at night…favorite time being when the sun has just set and its a bit cooler out. I think when I was younger night was joyful to me. It meant going out, having fun, no worries, workday done…and now night times means workday just beginning, cleaning house, cleaning the kitchen, picking up after a toddler, taking care of a newborn…so if I get to take a bit of a “away time” drive, I feel much better about myself.

 

I got no love for:

People whose grass really IS greener. How many times growing up did you hear, “lifes not fair” in response to your “but mom, its just not fair”. well, it really isnt. Its just not fair how A-Rod can throw a ball around and make 80 million dollars, while I work my tail off to provide for my family and just barely SHMEAR by on a daily basis. Dont get me started on sports players. We’ll be here all night.

 

And thats as far as I get with the no love section…basically, I dont feel like giving my no love section the time of day.

Its another lonely night here at the hood house, with ben headed out to the raceway to take pics and the kiddos hopefully going to bed early and not being nightmares. Maybe that movie and wine will happen actually. Or maybe I’ll fore-go everything I know to be right and normal and I’ll work all night. Convince me otherwise ladies!

 

 


tuesday: pic of the week, GNO.

thats right. its tuesday. and im doing a pic of the week.

tuesday is also known as backwards day. or forwards. whatever.

point is, today started as any other day…with a giant to do list. and then something happened that threw a bit of a monkey wrench in our day, putting everything else on hold, so I didnt get to my design project. TOMORROW IS A NEW DAY. And Praise the Lord for that!

 

For those of you who aren’t privy to RebekahHood’isms….GNO stands for girls night out. Every girl needs them. Frequently. I’m talking in short sentences a lot today.

Anyways, last night was girls night out for me and about 13 other SoFly girlies. SoFly is my women only photography group that I founded. Women professionals, girl talk, mojitos, cookie decorating….lets just say you’d love to have been a fly on the wall.

We had some really good discussions. About life, business, our struggles and a few triumphs. Then as the night wore on, some of us really opened up about how we felt about eachother. About our group, about our true feelings. Something so beautiful happens when women shed the “bottle it up” stigma and get real with one another. By the end of the night, I truly felt like I knew you ladies better, more intimately. Which is why I started the group to begin with. Beautiful things happen when honesty rules.

This is a shot of Sara’s sparkly heel. It truly exemplifies what the night was meant for…girls having fun and letting their hair down. Eating icing and baking cookies, slurping twizzlers and cheers’ing each other, laughing and maybe even tearing up…the perfect GNO. (*although next year my vote is for karaoke and a major dance party…ladies am I right??)


monday: hood life, hustle and bustle.

its that time of year.

parties. family. get togethers. constant activity. the time of year where I eat about 4985 times my share of a normal persons diet. awesome!

we’ve traveled almost the entire last 2 months…nuts! we miss church and our friends. ItĀ  was so good to go morning and night service yesterday and worship with our community. the best time of our week!

a few things that got opened up in my Photoshop today:

this is the craft table at my brothers xmas party at his apartment…he lives with 5 other boys. they are beyond hilarious. read the sign carefully, and proceed to die laughing.

this is my littlest niece, miss R. we were in Tallahassee the first weekend in December, and Bradley (my bro in law) initiated some s’more making at the fireplace. good times, even better s’mores.

this, my friends, is a reminder that christmas is in 12 days. lest you had forgotten….makes me uber sad. I wish Christmas was like, 3 months long. it is not a fun thought for me that my lights and decorations and cider making and The Carpenters Christmas Album playing has to be done and put away in 13 days. i dont like it one. little. bit.

and this….well, this is my saving grace. this, laid out on my kitchen table, is a small little reminder that “Real Simple Mag and the New Anthropologie Catalog are proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy”. Yea, you thought BEER was proof…nah, Real Simple Mag and the new Anthro catalog are proof. Ya heard? (yes! Katie Perdue my subscription came! aren’t you relieved for me!!)

 

I would insert a picture, now, of my awesome and totally ballin’ Kallima Xmas Party over the weekend…if I had taken a single picture, that is. On one hand I think, “man, that was dumb”…on the other, I realize that it felt AMAZING not to pick up a camera and to simply dance my tushy off for 5 straight hours to the musical stylings of the jammin DJ Sean Nyffeler. To those of you who missed…be sad. Be very sad. There’s always next year! Bigger and Better it will be.

Next up in the Hood World:

re-brand of the kallima blog and website before Jan. 1

xmas in deland

 

Will keep everyone in the loop, as always. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s design Tuesday, I’ll hopefully be outlining and photo documenting my adventures in making my niece her very own vintage jewelry box for christmas.

 


wednesday: pic of the week, blissful naivety.

I recently put one of those digital photo frames in my kitchen, in the corner of a countertop by my cookbooks. It made my kitchen feel more homey to me. My hope was that if it felt more homey, i’d want to be in there more…i.e. i’d want to cook more. Honestly so far I think it has worked a little in getting me in there for more than just some pioneer woman cookie baking.

This morning I got up early while everyone else was sleeping. Before I started to get some actual work done, I moseyed on downstairs to make some coffee. My digital photo frame was flipping through images from the last few years..2008, our last blissful year as “just us”, and 2009…the most insane year of our life thus far, so we thought. I saw pictures of Ben sick, 40 pounds lighter with illness, pictures of josiah as a little baby, images of me with huge smiles and and laughs hanging out with friends “pre-kiddo”, funny instances and alone times with just ben and I…

I got a little nostalgic and thought for one second, as ALL parents do at least a few times a week….”omgosh, I was so blissfully unaware of how easy I had it before kids.” You know you think the same thing. Oh what a state of blissful naivety I perpetually lived in, skating through each day with menial responsibilities like a “job” and “keeping house”. I got to be a wife and take care of myself and a husband..which at the time, seemed so huge…now looking back, I think, man I should have been a MASTER, a BLACK BELT if you will in “caring for the hubby” because little did I know how insane it is to care for him AND children. A blessing and an awesome responsibility, and insane. How many times did I completely take for granted the ability to simply jump up and head out to see a movie…or enjoy an impromptu dinner date with my sweetheart…or head out on a spontaneous weekend trip out of town…

Its a toss up, isnt it? a catch 22. because you know what?

how could I trade ANYTHING, for this?

how could I even begin to think about not seeing this sweet face every day?

how could I survive without the bear hugs this little man gives me day in and day out?

how could I bear the thought of not being able to melt every time I see them together?

I couldnt. Thats the honest truth.

Yep, I miss the movies. I certainly miss alone time with the love of my life, Ben. I definitely miss dates and spontaneity.

But I’d miss them way more.

As insane as every day is in my house, as crazy as I feel kiddos make me sometimes, today I know that I am beyond blessed to have them.


monday: hood life, perspective.

i remember laying underneath the christmas tree as a kid. all the lights off in the living room. the little twinkly christmas lights that mommy strung around the tree perfectly and strategically, all a sparkle and dancing as I lay there underneath..looking up, in complete awe of the gorgeousness and eye-popping view.

sad, but as we get age and become adults, christmas is less and less about us, isnt it?

the reality of this is maddening, is it not? but true none-the-less, and its something i’m learning to embrace. sure, i still look forward to a few surprises underneath the tree every year, but as i’ve become an adult and more recently, a parent, i realize how important it is to instill in my little ones (yes even from this early age!) the importance of realizing the true reason that Christmas is so special. My parents did such a good job helping us kids remember this. Every Christmas morning we read the Christmas story out of the Bible, and pray sweet prayers thanking God for the insane blessings he gives us every day, all year long. Now that I’m a parent too, I want Christmas to mean 3 things: time with Jesus in thanks and fellowship, time with my family, and a plan to help and bless others over the holiday season.

Sure, there will be gifts exchanged..good times had, and lots and lots of good food consumed for sheer tummy pleasure! But I hope as we set traditions and concentrate on truly celebrating Christmas around our house, that our kiddos will see what it means to love God and love people through the whole experience.

Its a crazy week around here….we have a Christmas party this Saturday that I have a ton to do for, another one Monday for my SoFly girls, friends in town this weekend, lots of things to edit and blog and ship out this week, and a insanely cluttered upstairs to clean. Bens still looking for another job, we’re planning out a new website and blog to introduce our new branding in January, and we have MUCHO work to do for that.

I’m trying to catch up with the mom blog this week! double posting today and tomorrow! I am fully aware its not Monday..(its TUESDAY!), but this is Mondays post. I’m trying to keep up with my lovely ladies that read this blog. Love all of you. Tomorrow’s hump-day! REJOICE!

 

 


friday: a matter of importance.

ladies. its 245am. on friday.

i’m awake. editing, posting, blogging, getting stuff together for clients…because we leave town tomorrow for a work weekend in tallahassee full of sessions and planned outings…

and i tried all day…ALL DAY…to get my real simple recap for the month of november up.

so all of you who are looking now and expecting that recap, would not be disappointed…

 

but the fact of the matter is, its 245 in the morning. my husband hates that im up this late working, because hes up with me. darby needs me to put her to bed and go to bed myself. i need to present and alert in the car today on our long drive.

i am irritated for two reasons. 1) that i cant fulfill the expectations i put on myself and my time, and get this yummy amazing real simple recap post up today. and 2) because im this upset that i cant get this yummy real simple recap post up today.

dont hate me. i’m hoping to get it up by saturday..maybe even sunday. but not today.

hope you understand ladies…and forgive me! but id be up till 5am if i were to finish this recap.

TGIF….and stay tuned. i promise, its coming. šŸ™‚


wednesday: pic of the week, get your cheesecake on.

so its no secret i love sugar.

i could have cinnamon toast crunch for breakfast, a fruit salad for lunch, and cake for dinner. literally, this is my world and im a prisoner in it. i love me some sweets!

cakes, pies, brownies, cookies, doughnuts, candy, fruits, sugar of all kinds….

over thanksgiving we always head up to tennessee to spend the holiday with bens family. the women cook for hours and hours day of, but we have to split our time between two sides of the family and eat two thanksgiving dinners, so its hard for me to contribute to the cooking sometimes. this year, i was determined to make a contribution. something in me is screaming to be cooking and cleaning and home all the time…what the deuce…

am i becoming suzie homeaker? did i just make my husband leave for 4 hours and deep clean my house like i was gonna host the president for dinner tonight? YES. do i sometimes cook dinner for my family “just because”, and secretly desire to roll around on the floor all day with my kiddos? (that nice vacuumed, swept and mopped floor?) YES.

so anyways, my suzie homeaker desires kicked in and made me a bit sad i wasnt having a thanksgiving at my own house and being dubbed “hostess with the mostess”…so i thought, meh, why not make a baller cheesecake to throw in the thanksgiving food mix…its not really thanksgiving food, but hey maybe somebody will eat it and i wont be too embarrassed now that i have something to bring to the table.

enter real simple magazine, november. (the recap going up THIS FRIDAY ladies so stay tuned for full details…). gingersnap cherry cheesecake recipe? yes please. minus the cherries plus some strawberries. yes please.

check out the recipe here ladies, and ive copied and pasted it below. for the crust half and halfed gingersnap cookies with gingerbread graham crackers (makes a nicer consistency in the crust). and i also bought fresh strawberries, chopped them up and added a bit of sugar to them before i let them chill in the fridge for a while.

the result? i happened to find the last piece buried in the fridge the day after thanksgiving. it was devoured people, literally devoured. certain family members had multiple pieces. said it was the best cheesecake theyd ever had. better than their mommas…and their mommas mommas…

make it. eat it. love it. its a great holiday staple peeps! bens family has already made me promise to make it and bring it every year now!

p.s. i felt very good about this cheesecake because it was the first one that id ever made, and it didnt split down the middle or break or cook funny…it was delicious and beautiful, so ben made sure to take a pic of me with the very first yummy piece. enjoy!

Serves 12| Hands-On Time: 20m | Total Time: 5hr 00m

Ingredients

  • 3Ā cups groundĀ gingersnap cookies
  • 1/2Ā cupĀ (1 stick) unsalted butter, melted
  • 3Ā 8-ounce bars cream cheese, at room temperature
  • 1 1/4Ā cupsĀ sugar
  • 2Ā large eggs
  • 2Ā cupsĀ sour cream
  • 2Ā teaspoons pureĀ vanilla extract
  • 1/2Ā cupĀ cherry preserves

Directions

  1. Heat oven to 350Ā° F. In a medium bowl, combine the ground gingersnaps and butter. Using a straight-sided dry measuring cup, press the mixture into the bottom and 2 inches up the side of a 9-inch springform pan.
  2. Using an electric mixer, beat the cream cheese and 1 cup of the sugar until smooth. Beat in the eggs, one at a time. Beat in Ā½ cup of the sour cream and 1 teaspoon of the vanilla.
  3. Pour the mixture into the crust and bake until just set, 40 to 45 minutes.
  4. Meanwhile, in a small bowl, combine the remaining 1 Ā½ cups of sour cream, Ā¼ cup of sugar, and 1 teaspoon of vanilla. Spread over the hot cheesecake and bake until set, 3 to 5 minutes more. Let cool in the pan, then refrigerate for at least 4 hours. Run a knife around the edge of the cheesecake before unmolding.
  5. Spread the preserves over the cheesecake before serving.