Update + things I'm eye-balling...

Did you know that eyeballing isn't a word? You have to hyphen it. Duh. 
Eye-Ball this!

SO as I've said before, I have failed many-a-time at blogging and I have decided I am ok with that. 
...that's all.

The loft is a royal mess right now. Such a mess that even I am highly embarassed. I guess that this is what happens when you live in one ginormous space, you get one ginormous mess, and you have to clean it up. That being said, one ginormous mess in one ginorm space can sometimes be cleaned up quickly. Ish. Quick-ish. We just need to maintain.

Another thing-we are still having a really hard time adjusting to not having a washer/dryer inside our home. Sure, there is the laundry room downstairs but it's not nearly the same, you know? Going from being able to do large loads of laundry anytime for free to...well, not being able to do that, is so different. We have the option of being able to put a European unit in the bathroom (aka one drum, washes and dries in the same unit) but it's a small load, and who knows how long we'll need to have that? If we moved into a different loft, or different apartment, or heck different home after this lease that would be a waste of technology. So, I suppose we'll either make a nice trip to the million laundromats near us or hello, in laws:)

We went to Munich the 2nd week of February for our second MK1615 trip, and it was amazing. I can't even tell you how awesome it was. My team was amazing and I would preach the gospel with them any day. I love that about the people that are currently leaders, or being raised up as leaders at DBC. I think that when I look at the people in our  church, that is something that really stands out to me. I base a LOT about people depending on whether or not I would minister on the street with them, and especially if I could do that in a completely different country. I could definitely go on & on about this...I will some other time though:) All that said, Mk1615 is my life, my mission, my passion. I love that the call of God is to GO, and I get to GO with an amazing husband that loves the Lord and people that are on fire for the gospel. There is nothing better then that.

All updates aside, here's some stuff I'd like in the loft:

beautiful zig-zag rug on ebay

Perfect partner desk at ikea
Love these. Although I would prefer 2 vintage Eames chairs, but I wouldn't mind having these wood base Eames knock-offs from overstock.com in the meantime (plus the price for these is insanely cheap)

I also found this little beauty on craigslist for $20 and should be getting it next week. It will be perfect for the 5 million books we have:)

Mid Century? yes. Always yes.

Oh and one more thing: I would love to get this, but I'm not 100% on what to do with it. I just love it. 

That's all for now folks:)

Ruth Ann


so much to say!

I have been a bad, bad, bad blogger. please forgive. 
It is a very busy life being a new wife, pastoring a church, and sculpting all life into Mark 16:15. I love every minute of it, but there is definitely a knack to having it all flow smoothly. 

I will try to be better. I had written several half-finished posts that maybe I will end up following up with later perhaps. But for now...


This is going to be one exciting next couple of weeks! I can't believe that Thanksgiving is next week. This year is going by so incredibly fast! Andrew and I will be spending the day out with family...in about 3 sessions of what I will lovingly refer to as Thanksgiving-athon. I suppose that takes some of the relaxing part of out of the day, but in reality I don't think I'd have it any other way. I love holidays full of family and people, the more the better. So...Thanksgiving-athon (currently) sounds like I'm going to make breakfast at home, head to early lunch at Andrew's parents house,  perhaps a mid-afternoon stop at his Sister's home to spend some time with her and her husband, and then onto my sister's home for dinner. Busy, but fun. 
So...What is everyone doing for Thanksgiving? 

I made this buttermilk pie last week in preparation for the holidays. It's delicious, but I will have to make it more then once to get it a little more perfected. I realized I do not prefer to make pies. Pies are needy, and what may have been intended an easy bake turned into me babysitting a pie for an hour and twenty minutes. 
Note: It isn't comfy to stand in the kitchen watching pie.
However, if you have never had buttermilk pie, you should. Immediately. Bake it, or go find a cute tea room that serves it, like...now.

Since we are somehow now talking buttermilk, I whipped up some buttermilk pancakes last night from scratch. They. Are. Delicious. They are also very easy. Try them!

Over the weekend we also went to the Greek Festival. Although lively, here is what I have observed from my first Greek Festival: 
Greek Festivals are for eating. 

...That's it. 
Sure, there was some dancing and music, but everyone I saw was eating. 
But darn it, we were eating good food. Moussaka? Delish.
I did learn one more thing, and that is that no matter how you slice it, or combine it, I do not care for greek desserts (at least the ones at the festival). There are only so many combinations of phyllo dough, honey, nuts, nutmeg, sugar, and cinnamon that I can handle.

Ruth Ann


yes, i know.

I am a totally bad blog friend. I know.

Forgive me?

Things are so busy... and among all of the busy-ness, i just want the Lord. I want the fire back, or I just want fire. I want to love Him and serve Him. I want no more of my life, I just want Him to fully live through me. I am trying to see what the old "paths" are, and get back to them. Old paths rub against the grain with the new things, but that's just the name of the game. I long to be abandoned again to Him. I just...need more. 
Stand in the ways and see, 
And ask for the old paths, where the good way is,
And walk in it; 
Then you will find rest for your souls. (Jeremiah 6:17)
Ruth Ann


deep breath.


This has been one long last couple of days, but praise God we finally we have every single (save, our vacuum) item from the house now present in the loft. That is a very good choice of words, by the way. "Present" in the loft does not, by any means, mean that it is put away. In fact, it is very un-put away. But, that my friends is the beauty of moving and that is also the next challenge-UNPACKING! Although a bit trying at times, and a tidbit frustrating, unpacking is by far more fun then packing and leads to a much better result.

We started moving on Saturday, the 2nd. That was a long, long day. We finally ended up at the loft with the final load for the day at about 5 or 6pm. The dogs arrived, which was a very big thing. Now, Andrew and I had previously planned on having an office in the loft's 2nd floor (the actual "loft" part of the loft) but upon seeing the place repainted Friday, and realizing the loft was MUCH bigger then we though, we decided that we were going to try putting the bedroom on the second level. 

The dogs can't currently make it up the stairs. Stanzi will do just about anything to be with Andrew, and she eventually made it up the stairs but Mozart barely made it about halfway up before he just....froze. Both dogs had to be carried down, and I haven't even been up there since last Saturday. In due time!

 All that said, everything about the new place is perfect. Sure, there are a few little things that need some help, but as I keep telling Andrew I am just SO happy. I wake up in the morning and I am not stressed out. I know more than anything that God totally hooked all this up...I mean, I look at our location and the loft and building and etc, then compare it with what we are paying and how close it is to our Church and my office...and I'm just blown away. The most beautiful soft lighting floods the room at all times of day. The building is full of beautiful character. I am a happy lofter, and so is my little family.

Enough Words! Let's picture. 

what a huge difference that paint made.

beginning to move.

love my husband.

oh the stairs! 

so much more work to do, but...well. we have time to make this a home. 
it starts now!

ruth ann