Wednesday, November 18, 2015

New Salon Ceiling Demo & Inspiration (The Moving Chapters: Chapter 5)

The first thing to go in the new salon area was the ceiling.  I knew we needed more lighting in the darkened space so the only way to get it up there, was to tear down what was presently there.
As an openly sentimental person, doing demolition on a home that was lovingly built and cared for was tough. Do you know what was tougher?? Actually tearing DOWN the ceiling! !! GUYS, I am talking three inch nails into everything, seemingly every three inches apart. We are literally saying that this place was built like a brick house.
Tearing down the ceiling took about half a summers day and it was tough work during one of the hottest days of the year.
DIY TIP: Hefty construction bags are your best friend when doing demolition. Just throw everything in and tie up. Nothing will poke through, those bags are pure magic.
I had big dreams for this ceiling and knew that everything that was attached to the ceiling in any way shape or form needed to go so we could build a perfectly uniform coffered ceiling. 
DIY TIP: What IS a coffered ceiling?
(Read the below definition if you like history and architecture and want to sound like a know it all to your friends and family when the discussion of coffered ceilings arise.)


A coffer in architecture, is a series of sunken panels in the shape of a square, rectangle, or octagon in a ceiling, soffit or vault. A series of these sunken panels were used as decoration for a ceiling or a vault, also called caissons, or lacunaria, so that a coffered ceiling can be called a lacunar ceiling: the strength of the structure is in the framework of the coffers. The stone coffers of the ancient Greeks and Romans are the earliest surviving examples, but a seventh-century BC Etruscan chamber tomb in the necropolis of San Giuliano, which is cut in soft tufa-like stone reproduces a ceiling with beams and cross-beams lying on them, with flat panels filling the lacunae. For centuries, it was thought that wooden coffers were first made by crossing the wooden beams of a ceiling in the Loire Valley châteaux of the early Renaissance. In 2012, however, archaeologists working under Andrew Wallace-Hadrill at the House of the Telephus in Herculaneum discovered that wooden coffered ceilings were constructed in Roman times. Experimentation with the possible shapes in coffering, which solve problems of mathematical tiling, or tessellation, were a feature of Islamic as well as Renaissance architecture. The more complicated problems of diminishing the scale of the individual coffers were presented by the requirements of curved surfaces of vaults and domes.
A coffer in architecture, is a series of sunken panels in the shape of a square, rectangle, or octagon in a ceiling, soffit or vault. A series of these sunken panels were used as decoration for a ceiling or a vault, also called caissons, or lacunaria, so that a coffered ceiling can be called a lacunar ceiling: the strength of the structure is in the fram…
That meant that these two closets flanking the front door to the salon needed to go so our ceiling beams could sneak right up into the corners of the room.
If you aren't too certain what a coffered ceiling looks like, here is my all time favorite coffered ceiling in blog land.
This ceiling is the picture I sent my husband when I was explaining to him what I was envisioning for the space. Because he is awesome and likes a challenge, he agreed to make my ceiling dreams come true.
#hubbyoftheyear #myhero
But if I we are both being perfectly honest, we knew we were a far cry and a few days worth of demo from even beginning a pretty ceiling treatment. Here is a few more before photos of how the space looked during demolition.
Here is a view to the garage from the salon area. All those bags are filled with debris. Guys, Demo is meant for you if you like to get your hands dirty. If you don't like to, just remember that it is best to have your child be around the age of nine and eager to help. Our first born babe is getting a lot of first hand experience during this home renovation.
DIY TIP: Giving children popsicles is fair compensation for hot summer work. Also, promising any kind of cold sugar will work just fine: ie; slurpees, slushies or icecream of any flavour.
This wall will be where my salon sink will go and where we will build a bathroom.
My salon mirror and new fireplace will be on this wall closest to the garage. 
This room has come a long way from a few months ago, I cant wait to show you what we have done and to share our DIY coffered ceiling tips and tricks soon.
Happy Wednesday!

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Lighting Options

I'm a firm believer that lighting can make or break a space.
Because of this belief, for years I have opted out of birthday and Christmas gifts and have instead asked Hubby/family/Santa for pretty chandeliers instead.
If you're a lighting lover like me, then I totally suggest this tactic. Pretty lighting isn't a necessity for living in a home, BUT a pretty chandelier can act how jewelry does to an outfit. It takes a space to the next level of pretty and can give a space a feeling of sophistication and completeness. 
The only problem with this tactic, I have found since moving three times in ten years, is that when you move, you typically leave your beloved lighting behind. 
And so, here we are in the middle of an entire home renovation where we don't have a kitchen yet, and yet this accessory loving gal is over here dreaming about what light fixtures to ask Santa for this year. ;)
I know I can't be the only lighting lover can I??
When we first moved into our old home, I embraced bling, shine and chrome and then ended up changing out some of those pretty fixtures in our main living area for oil rubbed bronze.
Here is a quick look back at some of the phases and some lighting that remained the same.
Breakfast Nook Lighting (First Phase)
Breakfast Nook Lighting (Second phase)
Dining Room Lighting (First Phase)
Dinging Room Lighting (Second Phase)
Master Bedroom
In our new home though I am going for classic shapes and darker material from the beginning. I love how the depth of darker lighting can really ground a space and am embracing that this time around too.
 My hubs is kind of over my pinning and endlessly searching the internet for the perfect pieces, while discussing the pros and cons with him, and I GET it.  He is focusing on insulating our house for our harsh Canadian winters and Im all ready to decorate around the piles of tools. ;)
Be not dismayed thiugh, im not usualyl discouraged. ;) I have dwindled down my lighting list to four beauties and would love to know which you prefer. Each one was found on and each is similar in pricing. 
I've been a good girl this year so I'm hoping Santa thinks so too and remembers how I single handedly packed our entire house in 24 hours... with no sleep. ;)
So, tell me my lovely lighting lovers, which would you prefer over a long farmhouse style dining table? Which is your favorite? Which one is the prettiest? Also, keep in mind which will work with our modern farmhouse vibe and which one you think will seamlessly fit down the chimney too?
Thanks in advance friends!
PS:  I couldn't make a post today without remembering and mentioning the reason why we live in a beautiful and free country. Thank you to the men and women who serve and who have served our country and given my families and yours the freedom to live and love and learn.
Lest we forget.
To see what we did last Remembrance Day you can check out this post.

Monday, November 02, 2015

New Salon Inspiration Board & Before {The Moving Chapters:Chapter 4}

When we saw our potential new home for the first time I was smitten with the little area off the front of the house. We weren't sure if the room was previously used as a mudroom or as breeze way or as a little rec room or as a sun room or as part of the garage. 
But one thing was certain, for our use as a little salon space, it needed to be brightened up.
This was the first picture I snapped of the space. As you can see, although it was a sunny day outside in early May 2015, the room remained dark.
It had one light fixture hanging from the middle of the room and that was it. It may have been dark, but I knew that the wall situated with over sized doors would be able to let in SO much light once the walls were lightened up.
To give you a better idea on how the room looked, I brightened up this photo on an app on my phone called Aviary. (TIP: it is also a great app for smoothing out that giant zit us ladies get annually. You know the one, it always shows up smack dab in the middle of our chin when we least expect it.) 
You're welcome. 
As you can see from the above picture, the floors were a travertine that was in fabulous shape. They didn't have a scratch or dent anywhere and the original 50s flooring had the prettiest granite specks that sparkled ever so slightly. The overall tone of the floor was greyish which wasn't too bossy either. (Perfect. Nobody likes getting bossed around. True story. Just ask my husband.)
Once we got possession of the house, in mid august of 2015, it didn't matter how dark the room was, because it totally showed off this view and it still had me all googly eyed.
In case you are new around here, this space was going to be the perfect spot in our home for my salon for so many reasons. But most of all I loved how separate it was from the rest of our home and that there was direct access to it from the front of the house and then again directly to the backyard. It also had access to the garage and had a locked door to the core of the house where my family would be doing most of our living. Did I mention the pretty view yet? ;) 
I pictured the space eventually feeling like a little spa, but first we had a lot of work to do.
The list included:
  1. Adding a bathroom where there wasn't one
  2. Adding electrical outlets
  3. Putting more lighting in
  4. Adding a wash sink and plumbing
  5. Creating a unique ceiling
  6. Making a coffee corner with electrical
  7. Installing  four new doors
  8. Installing new door hardware
  9. Creating a wall treatment
  10. Insulating all the walls 
  11. Putting out door lighting where appropriate
It seemed like only a little bit of work at first, until we sat down and made out a list of all the things we needed to complete in six weeks time.
IT was a lot.
So, I did what every DIY woman would do and I wasted valuable time creating a pretty design board to keep me focused and motivated.
My plan was to create a classic look on the large substantial
 areas like the walls by using traditional white subway tile and planked walls on an opposite wall to incorporate some texture and warmth. I wanted to bring in a pair of graphic chairs and a new linear low fireplace so I would be able to hang my giant salon mirror at a perfect height.
 Ultimately I wanted the room to feel like a modern farmhouse salon, with even parts rustic and glam, served with a side of big hair and hot tea. ;)
Next up, we had to stop dreaming and shopping online and get down to the dirty that is all things reno and demo day. As always I have a bunch of real life, behind the scenes pictures of our regular little family biting off more than we can chew. BUT as always, I hope it inspires you to conquer your projects.
Until then, happy Monday!

Friday, October 23, 2015

New Salon {The Moving Chapters: Chapter 3}

So this post has been a long time coming. LONNNNNNG time.
I guess I haven't known how to tell you the story of heartbreak and anxiety and all that happens in between those two awful emotions.  I guess I didn't know how to sum up four weeks, way back in April 2015, that were jammed full of real estate nightmares...that eventually got us to where we are now.
Sooooo how about we say for now that we just skip past that part, K? 
Let's leave that chapter for another day and later I'll fill you in on the way our dream home was sold (twice!!) to two different buyers before it (miraculously!) fell back into our laps. #nailbiter #forreal #cantmakethisstuffup
Let's leave that drama out, cause guys, it's Friday and on Fridays we don't talk about junk like that. Nope. On Fridays we focus on all that's good in the world like ordering in Friday night pizza and putting on pajamas at 7pm and sleeping in on Saturday mornings. Yep. I'll fill you in on the missing chapter of this story on a Monday or something, so we can all wallow in sadness for only ONE day of the week. K? OK.  
So, let's just skip past spring and summer of 2015 and get to the part when we got the keys to our new home in mid August of this year.
It has been a whirlwind of renovating and stress since then, yes, but we have also happily been a part of changing this space below into my current salon.

You have all been asking where the salon started and HERE it is.
This space was one of the things I loved most about our new home. I looked at this little box of a space and saw major potential! What do you guys think? Do you see it too?
I mean, it is a space that is directly off of the front of the house. Perfect! It is completely accessible. Perfect! It also has two large doors to the outside that offer a serene view of green space. Perfect! It had potential to have so much light because of those two walls filled with doors. Beyond that, it is completely contained away from the rest of the house. Perfect! Exactly how I have always wanted my business to be.
Do you think you would have seen this space and liked it?
I showed a few people pictures of this space and they didn't see what I saw, but that is the beauty about being a grown up; getting to make your own choices. ;) Obviously I took the advice of those who didn't see the spaces potential, but above all, hubby and I followed our hearts and we knew this room was a diamond in the rough.
Personally, I couldn't help but LOVE it! I knew immediately that with a little sprucing up this little space could be transformed into a beautiful and relaxing space that my clients would love to be in. 
If you have been following along on my Instagram then you KNOW I have been sharing sneak peeks of our progress along the reno way ('cause I couldn't help but share some of the pretty! Like this pic below.) I AM a Stylist after all.
THIS first picture in this post, sums up where we began. I can't wait to share with you more then sneak peeks on where we have taken this space.
I am a firm believer that if you look hard enough you can see potential in everything. Life, people, spaces and situations.
Just to make sure that I really truly DID believe that, we took a chance on this space, my way to make a living for my family and ultimately my entire business rested on this rooms transformation.
I can't wait to show you what we have done the last little while. The messy, the more messy and the messiest times. ;)
I hope you love a good transformation as much as I do! Stay tuned! 
(Also, look out for "the missing chapter" in some future MONDAY post.  Don't say Im not looking out for the well being of your weekend. ;) Love to you all. ;))

Friday, September 25, 2015

A Decade of Marital Love {Lessons from a messy love, baby and reno filled marriage}

When I got married I thought love meant everything I saw in the movies.

I thought that love was whispering goodnight cradled in an embrace and waking up to that same embrace. I thought that the definition of love meant holding hands in front of a fire, watching sunsets side by side and ultimately I thought it meant someone completing me.

I thought big love meant big moments.

After ten years of marriage and twelve years together though, I have realized that love is much less than just big moments.

I guess I realized it after the first few years actually. When the honey moon stage was over and instead of whispered "goodnights" through the darkness, we yelled "goodnight!!" to each other while we did our own thing in different rooms within our little house. Or, maybe I realized it after our first big blow up.

It is true, after ten years of marriage, or maybe sooner, I realized that love was very different than what I had always thought it was. It was not big moments at all. IT was less than that.

Love was made in the little moments.

In the quiet moments, in the small day to day doings, in the monotonous details of holy matrimony, that were in fact not significant at all, except that when I look back at the last ten years, those little moments are what has kept our love strong after a decade of hollering goodnight to each other. Those bigger moments that I use to think defined love, were there of course, sprinkled along the path of marriage, but the little moments are what stand out the most to me.

Those small moments WERE significant and cherished because in those moments true friendship grew and the beginnings of a long marriage were built.

Moment by moment.

I wish I knew what I know now, then.

I wish I could turn back time and grab the shoulders of the young bride with the grandiose ideals and tell her that she should embrace the times to come. The ugly moments, the stressful moments, the jobless moments, the empty bank account moments, the broken car moments, the teething baby moments, I wish I could have told her that when the love between her and her groom felt like it was slipping away.. it was actually not at all. It was growing stronger.

I wish I could go back a decade, look myself in the eye and tell the me of the past with the unrealistic expectations that "The hard times do not define a marriage, but what you do with those hard times defines your love."

Like in those sleepless nights when our babies were small.

When we were patience and sleep deprived. When we had a baby tossing and turning between us every night of the week, when we played rock paper scissors through the darkness to see who had to take the next temperatures or warm the next bottle.

Hard times do not define a marriage, but what you do with those hard times defines your love.

When we knowingly looked at each other through the darkness and whispered "good night".  It wasn't how I imagined it would be at the beginning of our marriage. Or when the sun was just starting to squeeze out the darkness of a sleepless night and peek in our bedroom window and we caught sight of each other's tired eyes and simultaneously shook our heads in exhausted disbelief as we whispered "Good morning"

Friendship grew through the hardships. I didn't know it then, but I know it now.

The meaning of love changed during those nights when we rubbed babies backs and found each others moving, nurturing hand in the darkened bedroom. When we intertwined fingers and knew we were in this together.

I have learned a lot about love, we both have. And for that I am so grateful. We have learned that love is staying through the hardships even when you want to run to the hills.

Love is being there for each other, being an unbreakable team.

Love is working opposite shifts to pay the bills. It is being tired and hungry and taking the time to make your spouse a meal you know they will love, because you wish, if only for one meal, you can alleviate the stress of their day.

Love is taking out the garbage and changing diapers. Doing the dirty work for the other so that you can carve out five minutes to sit down and talk before a baby needs another bum change.

Love is showing patience, care, joy and gratitude to each other.

Love is doing bed time routine so your spouse can go out for the night so they don't totally lose their sense of identity and their mind during the baby years.

Love is holding the measuring tape, ladder, hair, in a moment of need, without being asked.

Love is surviving lost jobs and lost wages and giving up the things you individually want to purchase so you can save for your mortgage. Because love is making a home together.

Love is agreeing to disagree.

Love is filling up gas tanks and lunch pails and laundry machines.

Love is squeezing in moments to catch up with each other on the days when you can barely catch your breath, because you genuinely want to know how they are doing.

Love is being the first to say "Im sorry" because you don't want to be distant anymore.

Love is putting up with their habits and appreciating their uniqueness, even when you want to strangle them with the socks they daily leave beside the laundry hamper.

Love is making the IKEA furniture instead of making them suffer through 10 hours of hair pulling angst.

Love is being grace filled.

Love is having each others backs through the thick of things. Believing in each other when seemingly no one else does.

Love is loving their bed head, morning breath and new wrinkles.

Love is letting your spouse have quality time with out you so that they can cultivate deep life long friendships.

Love is doing dishes that you didn't dirty so that you can both watch Netflix together.

Love is laughing at their jokes even though you have heard them a million times.

Love is learning to share similar passions, like when you both scream from the sidelines of your children's sporting events together or when you obsess over HGTV shows.

Love is forgiving faster than you want to so that you can move forward.

Love is showing interest in what they love, even if you could care less about the Superbowl or The Bachelor.

Love is wishing you were the one that was sick, sad or angry -- instead of them.

Love is laughing about something until you cry together.

Love is spending a weekend losing your mind in the hardware store together so that you can create something lasting together later.

Love is made during the forgettable moments, during the mishaps, during the disagreements, during the sacrifices, during the itty-bitty acts of kindness, during the working overtime, during the quiet adoring and during the moments that you survive together.

Love is not all cuddle fests, sunset gazing and having someone complete you. It is not "all that" it is much less than that.

I have learned during our decade of forgiving, caring, laughing, sharing, fighting, and  joking together that love grows best during the little moments when our deep, shared care for each other grows.

Of course there will inevitably be snuggling, sunset loving and side by side fire watching; but there will also be side by side teeth brushing. When we catch each others eye and smile an oozing tooth paste grin while life swarms around us. When we cant help but laugh through the chaos of these early years because we now know that, "The hard times do not define our marriage, but what we do with those hard times defines our love."

Artur, happy 10th anniversary.

Here is to 100 more!! To surviving life with you and to loving ever little second of it. I love you more today than ever. Thank you for being forever mine and for all the lessons you have taught me about love.


Monday, September 21, 2015

The Moving Chapters {Chapter One: Hope at first sight}

Last time we talked I showed you this...
 And from where we left off in our story {The Prologue}, we have experienced our world turning into it a whirlwind. At times it has felt like a death defying rollercoaster, or a mystery novel or a bad dream. (Wait for future chapters guys, you wont believe what effort it took to see a sold sign on this lawn!) But before it was happy smiles and sold signs, if I am being honest and real, it was a crazy emotionally taxing five months.

Funny to think that it simply started with an unexpected call from our realtor.

What a difference a day can make, dont you think?

That call was then quickly followed by a little trip down the road to see a house, which then led us into the biggest and craziest times of our lives. Except way back in April of this year, we had no idea what kind of seven month long adventure we were getting ourselves into. 
So lets start at the beginning when we were bright eyed and bushy tailed and driving down our favorite little street in town, shall we?

The beginning is always the best place to start. :)

As soon as I caught sight of the yellow brick bungalow on the corner I had a tiny smidgen of hope.
 Not much, but I had some.

It was a warm April evening and the spring air seemed to hold possibility and the sunset in the sky set the scene for falling fast into love.

I took one look at the house we were viewing and immediately its mid century modern design peeked my interest.
Hope grew.

You see, I really do believe that out past sets up our future and for my whole life I have always adored all things 50's. It was clear that this house screamed 50s architecture with it's
straight lines and asymmetrical design. As much as I adore all things vintage I also live for all things nature and this house sat on a beautiful corner lot that was literally untouched.
There was a giant pine tree in one corner of the lot and a beautiful bare maple in the other corner and a drive way the length of the lot that could park a dozen cars.

Immediately I thought of our mental list for things we wanted in a home. Large drive way? CHECK.

We didn't park in the long driveway however because to the left of the house was a big parking lot that was attached to the cutest little diner. We knew the little café well and were known t come visit every month or so to order up pancakes for breakfast or a soup and sandwich for lunch. The kids of course were obsessed with this café in particular because it was beside an amazing little air strip. Not a big one by any means, but a landmark for all of our hometown people. We visited this parking lot many a times and sat quietly as we anticipated the swooping in of the small air crafts. Today though we weren't looking to the sky, we were looking straight ahead at the home on the corner.

We hesitantly parked in the little parking lot where we were comfortable, the one that held so many of our fond memories with the kids, and walked across the giant front yard to get to the little yellow brick bungalow.
We were timid on the outside but inside my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. This was our chance to get on to the street that we had wanted to live on for so long. With twenty houses being a possibility and losing out on one last year. (READ THIS POST TO GET CAUGHT UP)
We knew not many houses around here could meet all of our needs, and we knew that not many residents wanted to move off of this street. As we took in the house and surveyed the property, the house looked like it could actually work for us.
Could it actually though??

There were two front doors. Two. Two?? One that we walked up to past the double car garage and one past that door almost situated in the middle of the house.

Two entrances at the front of a home aren't for everyone, but immediately my mind started getting creative with each step closer to the house.

I had always wanted a separate space for my home business. I mean, wasn't that even on our list for things we wanted in a new home? Yes. YES! So I did another mental check mark.

There were also two entrances on the back of the house, which meant POSSIBILITIES!
However, as much as we were thrilled with the large lot that backed on to a farmer,s field and the space this house had, as we got closer to the first door at the front of the house we immediately saw that the home needed some MAJOR TLC.

Good thing we like to DIY and work on home improvement projects, right?

I held on to hope and ignored the peeling and stripping paint on the doors and window and the overgrown gardens and stepped in the front door.

Inside that doorway there was an open room with oversized sliding doors opening up to the back yard. The view was absolutely stunning, no doubt about it! But the room, however, needed updating.
As a visual person I am grateful that I never see what is in front of me but I see what can become of a space. Maybe it is the visual part of me that allows that or the optimistic side of me, or something else entirely, but whatever it is, I am glad Im one of the many that have that ability. Our realtor walked around the house and momentarily didn't quite see what we saw.

To any average person they first saw the outdated wallpaper and the original yellow stove top, the dark front room and the dark wood panneling. But to me, I saw that the house was lovingly cared for through it,s life time and above that I saw possibility. I saw that the first dark room had wood panneling on every wall but immediately knew it would make a perfect salon with some changes. The size was perfect, the location off the front door was perfect and it even had a back patio area that I pictured as a relaxing retreat with gauzy drapes and beautiful seating.

We took the rest of the tour of the house and quickly realized that the whole house would need some cosmetic changes. But that didn't deter us.
I felt something as I walked through those rooms, something that felt like how home is suppose to feel.

The house had beautiful sunlight pouring in through the windows that made us want to linger, but at the same time, we wanted to move fast. I knew by only seeing the first floor that this could definitely be the home for us. I looked at my husband and knew he felt the same way, we didn't want to waste a second and potentially lose this house before we even knew if it was the one for us.

The second entrance door at the front of the house opened on to a giant room that felt homey. I looked around the space and felt something that seemed sentimental for the old wallpapered walls and the pink painted living room.
Truth be told, the space felt like a grandmas house and it felt loved. I immediately imagined what the space could look like, and I loved what my mind conjured up.

 Off of the kitchen area there was a small set of stairs that led to a second level. From the front of the home you cant really see the elevation of the home or notice the second storey, but it is there.

We discovered that upstairs there were four bedrooms (CHECK!) and one small bathroom. I didn't even notice the details of the small original bathroom because I was too busy internally freaking out that this house had FOUR bedrooms and checked off another element off of our house list.
CHECK CHECK CHECK CHECK CHECK. I was losing count of all of the checks.
We toured the rest of the home which included a basement with two rooms and a storage room and a back entrance to the home that opened into something we assumed was meant to be a laundry room.
There were so many mental check marks made on our mental list that it was about this time that my head started spinning with overwhelming happiness and fear. Has that ever happened to you?? You know the feeling? It is the one you get before you are about to be overjoyed, but you are also scared to death.
We were smitten.
The best part of all was that the home had an indoor outdoor feeling that was very popular in mid-century design. Modern homes that were built in 1955 were being built with a different mind set, one that a nature lover like me can appreciate. The homes built in that era, in a modern design, typically incorporated straight lines and large windows into their design. These features gave the indoor space the illusion of being incorporated with the out door spaces. Decks and porches were popular at the time to encourage free thinkers outside and into the outdoors. Goodness knows that I was immediately obsessed with the three porches the house had!  Although I can appreciate 50s design with all of its straight line, glass and metal loving glory, I was a bit weary about a flat roof mixed with Canadian winters. Shoveling a roof doesn't seem like fun, right?

There were many more good flags then red flags with this house though which was a refreshing discovery! I looked at my husband and he looked at me and we knew this house was the one we were waiting for.
It didn't take long for the tour to be over and for our minds to be made up. We started talking potential offers and numbers in the kitchen of the house before even leaving the property. My husband and I knew we could turn this house into our dream home with some tweaking and planning.

As stoked as we were, we decided to go home to mull it all over, to be certain, to pray about it and to really weigh out the pros and the cons of the little yellow brink back split bungalow.

But with all good things that are meant to be, It didn't even take us the ride home, two minutes down the road, to KNOW that that was the house for us. We missed the wide open space and the yellow brick house already. Oh yes, and the sunset.

We both just had the feeling that you get when you know something is meant for you.
We had it hard.

It was the same feeling I got 12 years ago when I saw my husband for the first time and felt like I had known him forever. It is a type of feeling that is immediate, where you feel like you have already lived through the introduction before and because of that there is just big strong positive feelings present. It is the same feeling I got every time my babies looked up at me for the first time on their birth days. It is a feeling that combines happiness, fear, peace and joy and rolls it all into one... and then that feeling bulldozes you over with it.

It was love at first sight.
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