We bought a house!  The hopeful abode is ours! 

There’s something humbling about owning an 89 year old house.  All that history … if only walls could speak.  It was the baptist parsonage for 70+ years and I can only imagine how many prayers have been lifted up there.  Makes my heart happy.  I can hardly wait for our family to be a part of its history.  … and to throw dinner parties, to climb in the claw foot tub and get good and wrinkly in many a bubble baths, host friends and family for a visit, and make a trillion and one memories.  We have lots of work to do and we’re incredibly poor at the moment (ha) but I type this all with the biggest stupid silly grin on my face.  now if only i can convince JB to let me have a few chickens out back … for pets. 

first order of business… paint the front door the softest shade of turquoise.  

xx, Sarah