Goldilocks and the Three Rings


As my weight went up, so did my ring size. I found one day, that I could no longer fit in my wedding rings and so I stored them in a drawer until the day I could fit into them again. It took many years, but finally, it happened. I was ecstatic. I made my husband slip the rings ceremoniously over my finger. They felt heavy. They felt fantastic.

I wore my wedding rings for six months. Then one day, my husband said he could not take it any more. His ring was too tight. And so into the drawer his wedding ring went. Now, our roles were reversed and I was the only person carrying the symbol of our marriage around on my finger.

A month ago I was spring cleaning (I know, shocking!). As I was throwing away a package of stale crackers, I watched all three of my wedding bands slip off of my finger and land in the trash can. I had not even felt them slip off. I fished them out. I thought it was a freak accident. I put them back on and went about my day. The next day, I watched them fall off in the shower and I knew once again those rings were going back into the drawer. So, there both of our wedding bands sat. We are a very laid back couple and I knew it might take years for us to actually remedy the situation.

Two weeks with us both being bandless and I was a little irritated. It never bothered me as long as one of us was wearing a wedding band. But both of us? It did not feel right. It felt like a bad step in a bad direction. So, we discussed it and decided to get them sized the next day.

Did you know that the price of sizing is completely varied? I decided to price around. Our town seems to have countless jewelry stores.

We went to the closest jewelry store to which we were parked. They wanted $75 for each of my little bands and $100 for my husband’s. This felt very steep.

The next jewelry store wanted $90 for each of my rings and $125 for my husband’s. We felt maybe the first store was a good price. We decided to try one more store.

The next store, literally ten feet away from the jewelry store above, offered $35 for each of my rings and $50 for my husband’s. It felt juuuuussssst right.

It is weird, but I have always felt complete whether my wedding band was on my finger or in the drawer. Having it in a cold jewelry store felt strange. It was weird to have it away from me.


Now, we are both wearing our wedding bands again. I love holding his hand and rubbing his ring with my thumb. It is a comforting habit born out of love.

When we were married, the officiant went on and on about our wedding rings. He spoke of how we would see them every day. He talked about the struggles we would face. He told us that if we looked at our wedding rings during those hard times we would remember the vows we had spoken. Maybe, that memory and that ring might make a difference. He also said that every time we washed our hands, we would be reminded of our spouse and the love that we share.

As the years of our marriage pass, every time I wash my hands, I think of my husband. We were talking the other day. My husband said, “Do you remember when the officiant said, ‘every time we wash our hands we will think of each other?’ Well, I do. I do that.” Oh honey, I do, too.

I do.

Recent Outfits

I was all set to post pictures of all of my pieces of clothing in my closet featuring horses on them, but never got around to taking the pictures. So, I guess that post will run in a couple of days. Until then… I snapped some pictures of some outfits worn in the last week. There is no theme. No rhyme or reason to them… Just pieces I felt like wearing.


I am wearing a Johnny Was dress I purchased recently from Nordstrom Rack. I paired it with my Anthropologie Glasswork Obi Belt. I cannot believe how well these two went together. The trim of the belt matched the trim of the dress perfectly. I love when happy accidents like that happen! The belt was almost double the price of the dress. Go figure… I am also wearing my vintage frye cowboy boots. You cannot see my earrings, but they are little round glass orbs from Anthropologie that I purchased from ebay for $10. I wore this to my son’s open house. I received a lot of compliments, which made me feel good.



I am wearing a recent popback from Anthropologie that I scored. They are the pilcro stet pants in mustard. They were originally $98 and I paid $30. The shirt is one I bought last summer from an Anthropologie sale, called Anthropologie Sealife Tunic. Here is a link so you can see what it looks like without a jacket. My earrings were a recent lovely afterthought from Target. The denim jacket was purchased over a year ago at Nordstrom Rack. My shoes are so old, I cannot remember where I purchased them. I do remember they were $7.50. They are a little big, but for that price, I can hobble around happily.



I cannot decide if I look a little crazy in this outfit. Sometimes my idea of a fun outfit can be taken to the extreme. I purchased this Juicy Couture mini pleated skirt in purple from Nordstrom Rack recently. It was 75% off.

Here is the deal, it was the only one left. It was a size 4. I cannot breathe. I am happy to do so. I purchased the little tulle skirt I am wearing underneath it from the Nordstrom Rack clearance rack almost a year ago. It was $10, down from $50. I could not decide what I was going to do with it, but I figured I could always use it to make a mini skirt a little longer. It is lined in a black slip. This makes wearing a short skirt much more manageable.

I am wearing an Anthropologie top from last year with the skirt. It has little french bulldogs all over it. It was called Here & There Tee. The belt is a Moroccan belt from a local boutique. I am also wearing my Frye cowboy boots. The earrings are the Anthropologie ebay glass drops.

The great thing about this skirt is, it is a small enough size that my daughter can wear it. She is a size zero, so she safety pins the edges. I figured if I ever feel too old to wear it, it can become hers. My husband might think I am all ready there, because he said the following in response to seeing this outfit: “Great, all of your dreams have come true. You now look like a kindergartner.” Hmmmm… Maybe he is right, but life is too short to not have fun.

What has been your favorite outfit you have worn this week?

Thank you for stopping by and reading. I am very grateful for it.

Strawberry Cake

Oh! The smell of this cake baking throughout the house is absolutely amazing. It is an aphrodisiac to the male senses. This is my husband’s very favorite thing. I normally make this with peaches, but they are not in season right now. Strawberries happen to be on sale for $1 a pound here. I substituted one pound of strawberries for the peaches. I think that makes this cake less than $2 to make.


The recipe is from the lovely Ina Garten. Here is the link.




You will never regret making this cake. It poofs up like magic in the oven. It is a cinch to whip together. Even with time accounted to chop the fruit, the cake cannot take more than ten minutes to make. It is delicious. You will be a hero. Ina Garten’s recipe states it should bake for 50-55 minutes. My cake took 83 minutes to bake in the oven at 325 convect bake. Make sure your toothpick comes out clean. At 55 minutes, my cake was still very jiggly in the middle. And, whilst I have nothing against jiggly… afterall, I am that very adjective myself… I do not want a jiggly cake.



I serve it straight out of the oven with vanilla ice cream spooned on top. The peach cake is better than the strawberry version. I will post pictures of that one in the summer. Until then, what could be better than warm cinnamon and sugar cake melded with strawberries and creamy cold ice cream melting in your mouth?… I cannot think of anything.

I think Ina Garten is amazing for coming up with this recipe. Enjoy!

Pencil Bouquets



I am about to say something shocking…Something nobody talks about. This is top secret information. Are you ready? Okay, here it goes… Kids make messes.

What? You all ready knew that? Well, then, you are ahead of the game. Let’s move along…

I was so tired of our dining room table being covered in art supplies. “Pick up your pencils,” can only be said so many times before you want to stab one through your eye.



The other day I found myself once again cleaning off the table and relishing in an empty house as the children were at school. But it was getting tedious. And if we know anything, besides the fact that kids are messy, it is that I am lazy. I saw my empty vases just sitting there all by their lonesome… Waiting for flowers that were never going to be placed in them. I looked down at my fistful of colored pencils. And, well, you can guess where this is going…That is right! I just shoved them in. And they exploded outward so prettily. Almost like a bouquet of flowers.

No more pencils rolling all over the floor. No more yells from an overwhelmed mommy. Just a pretty little neat collection of pencils.


The vases in these pictures are vases from Anthropologie that are stacked. Unfortunately, they no longer sell them. I do not have a fondness for any of the vases they are currently selling. The only ones I might consider would be this lava flow vase in yellow. or the pretty Majorca Purl Vase that is on sale right now.

I had no idea this would make me so happy. It is the little things, isn’t it?

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