another nancy drew case?

GUYS. I need help.

I'm contemplating ordering another Nancy Drew case for my phone..

For those of you who don't remember, this is what my current phone case looks like...

I ordered this when I first got my iPhone5...

now. See, I love it. A lot. But being the girl I am, I kinda want another book cover...

So. I am asking your opinion..

Should I get "The Secret in the Old Attic" or "The Ringmaster's Secret"?

The Ringmaster's Secret wouldn't be so dark in real life. I'd lighten it up a bit before making the case. But I love them both and I just can't decide...help!!!

that awkward moment...

So I was reading old blog posts the other day. And I found this one, here, and another one, here, about awkward moments. 

Basically, I laughed, and wondered why I haven't made it something I do more often.

Cause, you know, I'm kinda awkward sometimes. Or awkward things happen to me...a lot.

That being said, this should become a habit...y'all should tell me if you like it and we'll go from there...alright?

Perfect.

Here we gooooooo....!

that awkward moment...

when the aunt of the kid's you're watching all week tries to hint that you should get involved with her 18 year old son, and then when her sister, the mom of the kids you're watching, decided to feed it too.

awkward.

when you walk into a gas station, hand the cashier a $50 and he says, "is this hot off the press? did you just make it?" and when you answer, "um...no..." he says "well...if you did, I'd be your #1 buyer." yeah, um, okay dude. that. was.

awkward.

when you have a dream that you marry your best friend's older brother, and when you wake up, the first song that comes on your pandora Disney radio station is "a dream is a wish your heart makes."

awkward.

when pretty much every single house you babysit in over new years break, your dad did some form of work in. my thought while washing dishes: "GOSH. dad. WHY did you make the water so HOT." no lie. it's semi-

awkward.

when you eat garlic fries and you know, you just know you're going to have garlic breath for the next week. ew.

awkward.

when you manage to go all day not slipping on ice, and then you still don't slip in your friend's super slick driveway...and then you get home and bam. slip. right on your butt.

awkward.

when you go to congratulate and hug your "big brother" on getting on staff at the church, and totally jam his toe with your cowgirl boot. majorly

awkward.

when you and your best friend get your own private board on pinterest and by the end of day one, there are already over 50 pins. Today is day 2, and after the pinning spree I'm about to go on, we're going to break 100. yeah...kinda...

awkwardesome.

this is home.

I took this picture on my way to work last week. I cannot tell you how stunned I was by the beauty that surrounded me. I live here..people vacation here...and this is the creation of the lover of my soul...how can I ignore this amazing, beautiful, gorgeous landscape like I do so very often, simply because it's "normal"?

There is nothing "normal" about His creation.

It is all made with such detail...such intricate and complex detail.

Thanks, Lord, for the amazing reminder of your presence every day.

I survived!

It's official, y'all.

I survived the new years babysitting rush. December 28th - January 4th.

I spent 60 hours of my life these past 7 days watching kids.

Sixty. hours. Sixty. SIXTY!

We could count in all the hours leading up to Christmas too, but honestly, that was nothing compared to this week.

I'm pretty glad it's over, truthfully.

The next 24 hours are all mine...and I get to sleep past 6:45...and I don't have to leave the house in -8º weather at 7 am..and I don't have to get into a semi-freezing car because I didn't start it early enough. 

Yay!

So thankful for the blessings the hours brought me...but also thankful for the full nights sleep I get tonight! Whoo!

xoxo, Ruthanne

meet rach.

Hey, y'all.

I'd like you to meet someone special.

Her name is Rachel.

We used to hate each other.

Now we're pretty much closer than we ever thought we could be.

And we like to shop. A lot.

We sometimes take her day off, Monday, to drink coffee and record music.

Sometimes we write music. Other days we watch Kate Hudson movies.

And then there's those days when we just laugh about how far we've come.

So, yeah. That's my Rach. She's pretty special. 

We went shopping on New Years Day. 

I bought new boots - pictures to come soon...and she bought her first pair of Miss Me jeans...eep!

We both spent too much money, I reckon...but hey.

It's after Christmas so it's okay, right?

O, and basically, you can totally tell our personalities and styles by our sunglasses.

Rachel: Oakley || Ruthanne: Steve Madden

Can you see it? 

She's cool. I'm classic. She wears black. I wear color. She likes vans. I like cowgirl boots. 

And she wears pink as often as I wear sweatshirts. Once in a blue moon.

It's great.

And one last thing..

She is one of the only people I know who knows about this blog..

And I don't even know how she found it!

But...she did. And I think it's pretty cool how she did.

Love you, pretty lady.