Nephew Love

Happy Monday, dear friends!

David and I had family in town, which included the meeting our our first nephew! 

Joey was a Christmas morning baby, and we've been so looking forward to meeting him!

Several of our friends have had babies in the past year, and without fail we're asked

"do you have the baby bug yet?"

And the answer is yes!

and no. 

If you ask us between the hours of noon and 6 pm, the answer is yes. 

any time before or after you'll hear a big fat no way.

(don't judge.) 

Truth is, we love kids, and want a whole soccer team of them some day, 

but that day isn't today. But could be tomorrow, or could be years from now. 

Right now we're having too much fun with it being just the two of us

being able to be selfish and head off to North Carolina for the weekend at the drop of a hat. 

Of course I know that bringing a baby into this world is a whole lot more rewarding than a weekend trip, 

but right now, it hasn't quite gotten to the top of our list. 

Though its fighting very hard to get there. 

Baby Joey!

We hosted my sisters birthday at our house the other day.

It was an afternoon full of Greek food, friends, laughs, and of course cake. 

Good Laughs and Living in a Zoo

So the other day it was hot out

I mean, legs-sticking-to-your-leather-seats-in-the-car hot. 

But since its only April, we didn't want to turn on the AC just yet. 

So we did the next best thing. 

Right before we went to bed, we opened our bedroom windows to bask in the cross ventilation goodness. 

It was nice, and we both fell right asleep. 

Then cue 4 a.m.

Apparently the curtain call time for all birds to show off how loud they can sing. 

Seriously, I'm pretty sure they were filming a remake of good ol' Alfred Hitchcock's "birds" in our backyard. 

We tried ignoring it, but then it happened. 

David snapped. 

And him "snapping" is like the equivalent of watching Santa Claus snap. 

it just doesn't happen. 

But it did, and it went a little something like this;

*snores*

*sighs*

*loud sigh*

*queue eyes opening and staring straight the ceiling*

*smoke pouring out of his ears*

and then this:

"SERIOUSLY? DO WE LIVE IN A FREAKING BIRD SANCTUARY?" 

as he storms around our room, shutting the windows. 

As annoying as those morning birds can be, i'm so glad they're here! Because that shows that spring is here and the weather is warming up and things are turning green again. 

A little new hair! added some blonde to the ends.

Spring flowers being sold next to work. 

A photo my lovely husband took of me, shoveling banana pudding in my mouth. Because food (especially banana pudding) gets priority over doing my hair. Or pretty much anything. 

My dashing husband.

Happy Friday!

Honesty.

The last several years God has humbled me. He has shown me how badly I really need him. He pulled away everything I thought I could define myself by and replaced it with a yearning for something else. I stumbled when I realized I was at this point, and I was angry at God for what he had done. For someone who grew up in the church and based my life on the words “all you need is God”, I sure was empty. It was a typical case of talking the talk without walking the walk. Now I wasn't completely disconnected, I allowed God to have parts of my life and portions of my time, and I truly had moments where I was in awe of who God was. but I allowed myself to be so preoccupied for so much of the time. 

 Looking back now, not far from “rock bottom” spiritually, it was all so textbook. And part of me was/is embarrassed that I let it happen to me. But why shouldn't it have? That is where humility really came into play.

I have been knocked down by my own doing for the sole reason of learning that without God, I am nothing. It’s a hard pill to swallow and without leaning on God it can be daunting and overwhelming. Now this doesn't mean that I have grasped this fully and have learned to lean on God. I’m actually in the early stage of just merely realizing and acknowledging it.

I used to see girls who write/blog on here who would openly confess their shortcomings and pour out their hearts and desires to strengthen their spiritual life and just be blown away and admire these Christ loving women. Now I still admire them, but now here I am, the one pouring my own heart out and I hardly reflect what I thought I saw. In no way do I feel admirable or strong, but in such need of something other than myself.  I can see how therapeutic it can be to write out what is on your mind and in a way keep yourself accountable by doing so, and that is my ideal for what this blog will be. I can’t promise daily postings, but I hope I’ll have something to think about and share daily. I will surely mix some of the old with the new, but this is something I really want to incorporate for myself. 

Happy Monday, and God bless!

I know.

I should have a tab on my side bar labeled:

"Posts where Mckenzie apologizes for being a horrible blogger"

and I'd just link it to my home page. because really, that's all I ever do on here. 

But I wanted to pop in and say, that while I've been terrible at this blog thing for the past few months year, I do have an instagram!

And I'd love to keep up with you dear friends through there if you have one as well!

You can find me @ mjeano

Some gems you'll find on there: 

Me being super sassy.

My husband scoring major brownie points. 

Dogs in bowties. 

My intimidation factor through the roof.

These two, a lot. 

These, after those long days...

And massive amounts of food porn. Mainly because a plate full of food will 9 times out of 10 look way better than the girl on the other side of this keyboard. 

Don't judge. 

Dream a little dream

David and I had been wanting a bookshelf for quite some time, not only for the storage/decorating it would home, but we needed some thing nice and tall to lean against one of our 20 foot ceilings 

(who knew those would be so hard to decorate!)

David and I are major DIYer's. 

If its cheaper to do it ourselves, we'll find a way how to!

So David took it upon himself to find some building plans and build one, and that he did!

I am so proud of him, and I love how it turned out!