I feel like my social life has been non-existent of late. It's usually that way when I'm heavy duty writing. But this week and next week are bringing a reprieve to my soul as I'm able to actually leave the house and be with people, friends even. Wow!
One of those outings was to Nester's house. Go ahead, hate me! (to borrow her words).
If you happen to be one of the two people in the world that doesn't know about Nester, let me just tell you that she's the decorating guru that has taken the blog world by storm.
Emily was there too. She's Nester's sister and she is the up and coming witty mommy blogger.
(We totally did not purposely pose for these pictures in front of Nester's famous white dishes, ya'll. No, never. Three bloggers in the same house together would never resort to posing for blog pictures. Never.)I went to Nester's house to fellowship and look at all of her decorating glory, but I didn't expect that these ladies would teach me things that had absolutely nothing to do with decorating, but they did. And they don't even know they did!
The first thing they taught me is that I have way more wrinkles and crows feet than they do. That revelation came to me when I was posting those pictures up there. Made me want to run out and get a shot of Botox between my eyes. Moving right along...
The second thing I learned by their example. They are totally positive, not in a flaky spiritual sort of way, but it's just their natural demeanor. I came home resolved to be more encouraging to everyone that I meet (and maybe to shut my mouth a little more often).
I saw the value of contentment through these ladies too. Within the last year Nester and her man have opted to downsize considerably to rid themselves of debt. She tells the story somewhere on her blog. You can imagine how hard this was for a decorating/nesting sort of gal. Yet, you would never know it. I even heard her say, "I love my house!" while I was there. And she should love it because she's done a fabulous job of turning it into a lovely home. It made me want to come home and love my house too.
So, that was my outing with two ladies that are about as humble and unassuming as they come. They are the real deal and I have a sneaky little hunch that some great things are in the not-so-distant future for both of them.
Today I'm off to join some other friends and I'll probably blog about it so that people can see that I actually have a life. Can ya'll tell that I've been just a little socially starved lately?
8 comments:
Bonita! How dear are you?! Forget the botox, woman - you don't need it. And thank you for your kind words and encouragement. When you left, Nester and I looked at each other and said "Okay. How did we GET her? We're so lucky!" Because, you know, we're totally claiming you as ours. Hope that's okay :)
Glad you had fun, hope you have more!! Friends refresh the soul!
well, Emily already said everything that I was gonna say--we totally want you all to ourselves! Where have you been all my life?!
YOU totally encouraged me and I felt like I owed you a counselors fee by the time you walked out the door!
Come by anytime!
Yea - I was waiting for this post after I saw your cute face, along with Emily's, posted on the NEster's blog. I knew you mentioned trying to get together awhile back , so I am thrilled that you got to share time with them both. They are special ladies. :)
Bonita, you could light up a dark room with your beautiful smile...thank heavens no one can see me right now...I am grinning ear to ear! :)
If I don't get back, have a wonderful Thanksgiving with your family!
Blessing and hugs,
Kathi :)
Hate you never! Thrilled for you certainly! What an opportunity and it looks like you have a great time. I wanted to stop over and wish you and your family a super wonderful Thanksgiving!
I've been a bit of a hermit myself lately. Looks like you have some terrific people in your life.
And I think you are truly beautiful!
A wise old lady onece told me about my gray hair that it is a sign of wisdom and maturity.
That should apply to wrinkles, too!
Anyways, what wrinkles?
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