Snapshots of the Weekend

Long before the sun came up Saturday morning the birds started singing. It had finally warmed enough for us to sleep with the windows open. When the birds woke me at 6:45 (much earlier than my normal Saturday wake-up call), it was a welcome entrance to the ‘real’ spring–the spring when we can drink our morning coffee on the front porch, when the lightning bugs entertain us in the early evening, and when the finest of culinary events finally starts: homegrown tomatoes.

I hopped out of bed and let Hannah snooze a bit longer, went downstairs to make coffee and enjoy a little reading time on the front porch.

Weekend Snapshot - Hannah & Husband

After a lazy morning, we headed out to Knoxville to enjoy a bit of the Rossini Festival. You may think (as we did) that this would be a grand cultural and arts experience. In fact, it was mainly a street fair that showed some of the uglier side of Knoxville. In Hannah’s words, “OMG, we found the ‘people of Walmart’ on Gay Street.” We ducked into a craft beer bar and made our own afternoon.

Weekend Snapshot - Hannah & Husband

Sunday was church, a quick donut stop, and up to the river to celebrate my step-dad’s birthday.

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Weekend Snapshot - Hannah & Husband

Low country boil in the hills of Tennessee

Overall, quite a lovely weekend.

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A Few Snaps from Our Weekend

This weekend, Springtime was in full force here in Easts Tennessee. We spent Friday night and Saturday downtown for the Rhythm & Blooms Festival. The weather was a bit iffy, but armed with Bean boots, coffee, good music, and better friends we had a lovely time.

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Coffee at Old City Java

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

On a recommendation from a friend we saw John & Jacob at The Pilot Light. They were fantastic!

 

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Alley art in the Old City

 

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Coffee & tunes at Remedy Coffee

 

 

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

My new favorite uniform: stolen shirt from Husband, Y’all sweatshirt (the softest ever), and pearls (of course).

 

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Another coffee stop at Old City Java.

 

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Our favorite act of the weekend (& the reason we bought the passes in the first place): Shovels & Rope.

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Our own local stars The Lonetones. Our friend Cecilia is the cellist on the right.

Rhythm 'n' Blooms Knoxville | Hannah & Husband

Ben Sollee performing late Saturday night at a rad new venue: The Standard.

 

 

January

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Photo from a session with Leah Bullard Photography

Here we are–another January. January always seems to be an interesting time of year for us. Blame the season of resolutions, the weather or, more likely, the cabin fever. Regardless, it is always the time that gets us talking about new ideas, new adventures, and a general malaise that something should be happening, and we just don’t know what it is yet.

In January of 2011, we found ourselves in a  really unique place. Husband was in the midst of his fourth year as a band director, and I was freelancing. As a couple, we’d never been happier, but career-wise, neither of us was very pleased. So we decided we should make some changes. But where to start? The best place, in our minds, was to focus on what we were most pleased with at the time. (Anyone can list off things that are frustrating them, but when does that ever help?)

After a lot of talking about what we really wanted to do, we decided to make a leap–either adventure would find us or we would find it. We came up with two ideas: Neither of us had ever been to Portland (or the northwest for that matter), but we knew two things about the city. One: It is the micro-brewery and micro-distillery capital of America and Two: It’s a hotbed of artsy happenings. So the decision was this: Either Husband would get into MBA school and I would get a job as a full-time designer at HGTV, or we would move to Portland and find something totally new to get into. In February, James was accepted into UT’s MBA program, and in March I started as a visual designer at HGTV.

MBA school opened so many doors. James traveled around America and then the world studying different industries, marketing, and business techniques. In January of 2012, Husband was dreaming about spending a summer interning with his favorite fashion designer. So between May and September of 2012, I spent time flying back and forth between East Tennessee and NYC (a city I’d never been to) while Husband held down an internship with menswear designer Michael Bastian. Upon his return, and shortly before graduation, he landed a contract gig (freelancing) with HGTV’s social media team.

January, 2013: James had graduated with his MBA in December and was asked to extend his contract with HGTV. I  was working on exciting design projects at work, I’d just started blogging a bit for DIY’s Made + Remade, and I was participating in a mentoring program. (One of my cooler professional experiences–thanks, Scripps!) And things went on in this manner until December–we both got some really neat opportunities to try new things, and we were both working. Then, at the end of December, Husband was one of several whose contract with the company was not renewed.

So here we are again. I’m working with people I adore at the same job while Husband is applying for positions all over the world. And it’s January. So far January has been cold and a bit trying, but we are both pretty sure there’s a new adventure just waiting for us. We aren’t sure when and we aren’t sure where, but we are so ready! Because January is the time when things start to happen.

Thanksgiving Snapshots

Turkey in the Straw | Hannah & Husband

Our Turkey in the Straw is finally done! Click here for instructions on how to make him yourself.

Hello! Hello! How was your Thanksgiving? Our holiday weekend was filled with friends, family, and So. Much. Food. (Everyone says that, don’t they?) We host Turkey Day at our house every year, and I have to say that this year the highlight for me was this pie crust–the first one I’ve made myself in about 9 years. Why did I ever stop?

Other highlights documented below from the day of the feast include…

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And, of course, it wouldn’t be a Hannah & Husband weekend without a little time in the mountains, right?

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What was the highlight of your weekend?
Did you travel or cook a homemade feast for the family?

 

Life Lately

This is the face Husband gives me when I'm taking too many pictures.

This is the face Husband gives me when I’m taking too many pictures.

Blame the change in seasons, but things have gotten a little crazy here in Knoxville lately. We’ve been so busy! Here’s a little glimpse at what we’ve been up to, as well as links to some killer music, courtesy of my iPhone…

The weather is finally getting a little bite to it, which in turn is making our living room the perfect place to spend an afternoon.

The weather is finally getting a little bite to it, which in turn is making our living room the perfect place to spend an afternoon.

Last week, I organized a Pumpking Extravaganza. More to come on that later.

Last week, I organized a Pumpkin Extravaganza. More to come on that later.

For someone that hates reading new fiction, I certainly got absolutely obsessed with "Austenland."

For someone that hates reading new fiction, I certainly got absolutely obsessed with “Austenland.”

My friend Caryn did this adorable window display at our local bookstore. #readmorebooks

My friend Caryn did this adorable window display at our local bookstore.

 

On Friday, we went to see St. Paul & the Broken Bones play WDVX's Blue Plate Special. Later that night, they gave a killer concert at Barley's in the Old City.

On Friday, we went to see St. Paul & the Broken Bones play WDVX’s Blue Plate Special. Later that night, they gave a killer concert at Barley’s in the Old City.

If you live in the South, you know that Saturday is game day. While I'm not much for football, the Tennessee-Georgia game was a total nail-biter!

If you live in the South, you know that Saturday is game day. While I’m not much for football, the Tennessee-Georgia game was a total nail-biter!

 

If Saturdays are made for football, Sundays are made for driving.

If Saturdays are made for football, Sundays are made for driving.

Tonight, we saw Chris Thile solo at the Bijou– best show I've ever seen.

Tonight, we saw Chris Thile solo at the Bijou– best show I’ve ever seen.

 

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Setting New Goals

I know most people think of Spring as the time of new beginnings, but I am the exact opposite. I *love* Autumn! With the leaves changing colors and a little chill in the mornings, I suddenly have an inexplicable burst of energy. We must clean out the closets, dust the baseboards, and think about all the things we’ll do to prevent cabin fever this winter.

Last week it started. In a way, I took my momma’s advice. She always says, “Change your hair–change your life!” If that makes you skittish, she says the same thing about shoes.

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So I decided to go blonde. I blame it on turning 28. Suddenly I realized I was 12 years away from 40, and I should probably start getting some of the weirder things out of my system now. Then, I sat down and did what I do every year around this time. I set a few goals for the year ahead.

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2013 Fall Goals:

1. Get out the sewing machine and learn to use it (again).

Disclaimer: I’ve known how to sew since I was 6 or 7. (My mom’s an incredible seamstress so that was sort of a given.) However, when one’s momma is not around to thread the machine, the whole undertaking becomes quite overwhelming.

2. Read more books.

3. Bake the perfect loaf.

Husband is a fantabulous baker. I don’t hear timers. 

4. Doodle and paint more.

So tell me…

What are your Fall Goals?
Do you set goals each season?
Have you ever gone blonde on a whim?

Fall’s Simple Pleasures

Cue Ella & Louis singing “Autumn in New York”…

Saturday morning Husband & I woke up with the windows open. There was a crispness in the air that was unmistakable: Autumn is on it’s way! It’s my very favorite time of year, and here are a few reasons why…

Our dining room table early this morning.

Our dining room table early this morning.

 

1. Buying candy for the sole purpose of making adorable decorations.

2. Having an excuse to order boots online.

3. It’s the only time “peeping” won’t get you arrested.

4. Having an excuse to say “bouquets of sharpened pencils” any time you go to the supply room.

5. The inexplicable urge to watch old episodes of “Coach” (and perhaps crush on a young Craig T. Nelson or fawn over Shelley Fabares 80s hair).

6. Apple Cider… Wait… Caramel Apple Cider.

7. Afternoon drives in the mountains.

So, tell me, what’s your favorite thing about this time of year?

 

Happy Birthday, Husband!

Happy Birthday, Husband!

This guy! Seriously, could he be any cuter? Ten years ago, I got blessed when the greatest guy a gal could ask for walked into my life, and today he turned 29! He’s my favorite person to spend time with, he has the best sense of humor and, to top it all off, he’s devilishly handsome. He also hates me making a big deal out of his birthday. So this post is short and sweet. Happy Birthday, Husband!

Ranting About Quiet

Stephen Shore | Fort Worth, Texas in 1976

Stephen Shore | Fort Worth, Texas in 1976

“Are you an introvert or an extrovert?”

How many times have you gotten this question in the past few months? If you work in corporate America or spend any time on Twitter, I’m guessing you’ve read an article, read a book, or had a discussion relating to this question in the past few months.

Our selection for August’s book club was New York Times bestseller Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Won’t Stop Talking, and I have to tell you it’s spurred A LOT of conversations over the past month. So many, in fact, that my husband is now reading the book, one of my best friends is reading the book, and I’m still just a teensy bit sassy about authoress Susan Cain’s portrayal of extroverts despite the fact that according to her little quiz I am a quintessential ambivert. (I blame any and all of my introverted tendencies on being an only child, but birth order is soooo last decade so we probably shouldn’t even go there.)

I won’t give you my entire rant about Susan Cain’s book. (Although Caity Weaver basically covered everything on Gawker last week if you’re interested). Instead, I will ask two questions:

1. What are you doing to expand your thinking?

Are you reading anything that is making you slightly uncomfortable? Are you having conversations with people that have opposing views from your own? Is there anything in your life right now that is making you think through the why of what you believe?

I have loved how many conversations and debates this book has prompted. It’s challenged me to really think through what I believe about myself and also my relationship to pop-psychology.

2. How are you trying to relate to the people around you?

Yes, I have totally made cracks over the past month like, “If introverts are so quiet, why are their complaints all I’m reading about on Twitter?” But it has seriously been helpful to realize just how different people can be. I really love meeting new people and learning what makes them tick. This book is a great reminder that everyone has their own strengths and their own needs–by recognizing both, I can be a better friend and a better partner to everyone around me.

The gentle reminder I’d like to give Susan Cain: We need everyone. The quiet ones, the talkative ones, the inquisitive ones, the funny ones–people come with different personalities, hobbies, and interests for a reason. One isn’t smarter than another or more valuable. We need them all.

End of rant.

 

Sabbath in the South

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Here in the South, Sunday is still a sacred day. Oh, I’m sure it’s like that everywhere, but there’s just something about this time of year when we’re finally getting a respite from the unnerving heat that clears my head and reminds me to “remember the Sabbath day and keep it holy.”

Regardless of whether or not one has a religious affiliation, there’s a slower rhythm around here on Sundays. People spend time with their family. They cook large feasts instead of picking up fast food. They play in the park. They sit on the porch. They read the paper cover to cover.

There’s a reset button that’s hit and slows down the brain just enough to remind us of the things that are really important instead of the nine million things still on that To Do list. One of my friends always likes to remind people of “Clean Sheet” Sunday. Take off the old, and put on the new. It’s a fresh start–the past is past and the future looks bright!

Happy Sunday!