living for the weekends

or ... for days that we're all off and spending it together.

beyond thankful for the weekend that we just endured. made me truly realize just how blessed I am, to have two very wonderful boys in my life. if only all of our days were spent just hanging out, enjoying each other's company.

think about it

We are all just one small

adjustment from

making our lives work for us

oth marathon-ing

Dear Molly,

This is gonna sound a little strange, but I'd like you to paint over my old closet door. The thing is, there is never a time when you'll be more honest, when your convictions will be stronger or your motives will be more pure than they are right now. Which means you should chase whatever it is that excites you.

Be confident and take risks. And paint over my words so you can start writing your own. My story might have inspired you, but I'm certain your story will inspire the next girl to live in our room. I want you to know you don't need somebody to write about you in order for your life to mean something. You can write about yourself. Make your own destiny. Then, years from now, the next girl will keep what you write on that door long enough to remind you of how inspired your life is.

And you can tell that girl to paint over the door, because you realize the words you wrote, the friends you had, the urgency you felt will always be there underneath the paint. The love you professed will always be there, the spark of something undeniable, a seed of hope, the truth, for better or for worse, burning fiercely, just below the surface.

Love, Peyton.

east office

Sunny days puts everyone in such a better mood.

Loving the weather that we've been having as of late, it even makes the commute into work a little better as well.

It may be a little odd, but from Monday to Friday - this is where I spend most of my day. This is where I work. My office is an upstairs bedroom that gets a significant amount of daylight. Much different from the offices out West, bu it's definitely a cozy environment.

A week since my last post? Definitely not like me.

If it was up to me, I could (would) spend most of my days blogging, documenting.

Not much going on in our little world.

Ryan and I bought a few Billy bookcases from Ikea today. We've got a cute little room when you enter our home, with a bay window - which let's in a ton of natural night. Hoping to be able to fill up the shelves rather quickly, then get some photos on the wall - maybe a comfy chair of some sort and call it a day. Ryan gave me some tough love today. Stating that our home is my own fresh canvas, it's time to put in our personal touches. I expressed that I was semi-scared to hang anything on the wall, paint anything a different colour, but enough of all that ... time to make this house, our home.