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Sunrise Coffee Kisses

Brent and I could have fun together in a cardboard box. Put us in the mountains at sunrise with cameras and coffee and 2 hours feels like 2 minutes. The…


Brent and I could have fun together in a cardboard box.

Put us in the mountains at sunrise with cameras and coffee and 2 hours feels like 2 minutes.

The day after the cast and crew left Brent and I got up at 5:30 am to film b-roll (him) and take pictures (me).

There was dew.  There were ducks.  There were shadows. There were jumping fish and croaking frogs. There was some nut job a girl army crawling across cracked pavement to get within feet of a rabbit.  (Ahem.)

There was no one else there around the lake except the critters and us which meant there were also….

….kisses.

Who doesn’t like coffee breath kisses at sunrise.

With Love,
Jenn

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Our Father’s Day Tradition

We only have a few traditions in house and most of them have to do with food. Except… Father’s Day. Every Father’s Day, the boys decorate Brent a shirt.  This…

We only have a few traditions in house and most of them have to do with food.

Except…

Father’s Day.

Every Father’s Day, the boys decorate Brent a shirt.  This has been our tradition since Brent’s first Father’s Fay when I decorated the shirt with puffy paint like a 10 year old in 1987.

Now the boys decorate their own shirts but since they are “new school” they draw pictures of MacBooks.

And iPods

And swords. And guns.  And blood.
(At least I still see a few hearts.)

 

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It’s 20011! Didn’t you know!

The perfectionist!

“Don’t mind me.”

“Why don’t you take a picture, human? It’ll last longer.”

“You won’t even try pulling me off this box.”

Every father’s day they wear them for Dad.  I’m not sure how long this will last but for now I’m enjoying every moment.

Afterwards, I wad them up in a box in the closet because someday I’m going to make one of those “t-shirt quilts”.  I will.  Never mind I can’t sew a straight line without wanting to throw my sewing machine against the wall.

With Love,
Jenn

 

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In Search of Our Nomadic Home – Part One

My realilty and ideals rarely match up and the search for a nomadic home has not been any different. The Ideal We’ve been dreaming about this trip for a few…

My realilty and ideals rarely match up and the search for a nomadic home has not been any different.

The Ideal

We’ve been dreaming about this trip for a few years.  In my head, I’ve always seen us rolling down the highway kicking up dust in an old restored bus conversion or even an Airstream. The sun is setting and golden rays reflect off the worn aluminum.  Brent drives along wearing a cardigan with wooden buttons while Bon Iver or Nick Drake plays. My perfectly cherry red pedicured feet rest on the dashboard. The boys hang out together discussing whether they want to read or play Scrabble.

The Reality

Brent is not a big fan of cardigans.  My polish is always chipped.  And the boys torment the cat.

And this…

…the engine.

Brent’s response when we looked at a 1953 vintage bus conversion?  “You don’t have to work on it.”

We’ve been looking at RVs for a few months now. This was one of the first we saw and she charmed me.

I saw character. I  saw myself in vintage aprons. I saw potential.

Brent saw old.  Brent saw me with PMS and no privacy.  Brent saw work.

He’s probably right but take a look at this pad.

Only Front “door” knob

Groovy orange chairs

Built in magazine rack

Legit lighting

Swanky built-in toaster

Dashboard fan

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I’d love to replace “PRIVATE COACH” with “NEWSCHOOL NOMAD”

Not sure about the toilet flush button.  Seems like trouble.

All of this for $6000.

However, at that price the toilet may be the least of our troubles.

More than likely we’ll end up with something newer, more reliable, more spacious, and, to some a little, “obnoxious”.  Despite my imagination, we are not posing for an Anthropolgie catalogue.  We are going to be living life with two young boys, two pugs, and a cat.  Living life means Brent is going to be working. The boys are going to be schooling and playing.  I’m going to be blogging, cleaning, and cooking sometimes with PMS so a new fangled slide out or two extra room might be nice.

Still a girl can dream.

And the search continues.

With love,
Jenn

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Who, what, when, and why????

(photo by Raya Carlisle) Well to our almost brand new blog.  Since, this is the first post and I’ll get straight to the point with the 5 Ws. Who ? Brent,…


(photo by Raya Carlisle)

Well to our almost brand new blog.  Since, this is the first post and I’ll get straight to the point with the 5 Ws.

Who ?
Brent, Jenn, Thing 1, Thing 2, Meow Cow (the cat), Nigel, and Nico (the pugs)

What?
A year long cross country road trip.

When?
ASAP.  Which realistically means sometime this fall or possibly early winter.

Where ?
We would like to see all 48 contiguous states.  If time and finances allow, we would also like to drive up to Alaska.  Hawaii would be awesome but I’m not sure how well the RV would do in the ocean. However, we are sort of thinking about adding some rocket boosters to the RV and checking out the moon.

Why ?
To learn about the country.  To learn about each other.  To slow down.  To live simply.  To live with less.  To seek adventure.  To seek God.

From there I’ll let you decide if you want to stick around.  I hope you do!

With love,
Jenn

 

 

 

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