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new blog.

3 Jul

I started a new blog, follow me at http://themrsdiaries.com or click here.

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polaroid love.

29 Nov

the dress.

27 Oct

I heard dresses take a LONG time, so when Ame’s gave me a wedding planner binder with a checklist when I got engaged, apparently I was already 6 months behind on ordering a dress if I wanted to get married in April! Crazy!

I remember walking into a bridal store with my mom and Ame’s when Jake and I were just ring shopping and I lasted about 2 minutes and then had a panic attack and had to walk out. So, needless to say, I was a bit nervous heading back there!

With both of Jake’s sisters home from their various cities (which is rare to have them both in town at the same time), we fully took advantage of their presence and booked an appointment at Ania in Portland with my mom and mom-in-law along for the experience as well!

The first dress I tried on, felt weird. Not weird as in fabric, but weird that this was all happening! Dress after dress, just wasn’t the one. Then came a dress that made me laugh inside just seeing it on the hanger. However, I claim to my motto (only as it refers to clothing and shoes) that you’ll never know until you try it on! Seriously! I have found that the ugliest pieces on the hanger have come to be my favorite pieces to wear! With that said, it wasn’t the case with this dress. If felt like a windbreaker and when I ran in place (yep, totally did that) it even sounded like one. It literally sounded like I had just ran out of an 80’s movie! And when the curtain opened to my audience of family, their laughter that accompanied mine, proved that this in fact, was not my dress!

The next dress i put on was pretty! It had a lace & bling top with a semi-fluffy skirt and I kind of loved it. The dress after that gave my family and soon to be family, ooo’s and awww’s. I liked it too, but was torn about the other one. Being the bargain shopper that I am, all that it took was a glance at the price tags and I quickly decided on the one that roughly cost $4000 less! I’m buying a dress here people, not a Honda! Holy smokes!!!

The consultant took us to the main mirror and “jacked me up” (proof that I’ve been watching far too much of “Say Yes to the Dress”). Let me just say, the veil really changes things. Loving the dress, but having no date set, I left the dress and figured it would be there when I came back if it was meant to be.

Later that night, the girls sent me the photo’s they “stole” of me in the dress and I was quickly reassured that I made the right choice by not buying that dress. Holy smokes that dress had a poofy skirt…kind of looked like big bird in that get-up!

Next, we ventured to Charlotte’s in Beaverton (which, if you’re in the hunt for a dress, start here!) You get your own little room with a very attentive employee and a HUGE selection of dresses! I tried on several dresses and then slipped into one that I loved, but I knew that a big part of why I loved it was that it was so dang comfortable (which apparently isn’t the main factor you should think about when buying your wedding dress! Jeez, people….it’s not like I’m choosing sweats or something!). Anyways, thought I should at least throw a picture of some of the experience in here and since it wasn’t my final dress, here you go:

This picture is proof that dying my hair darker was a good choice, phew! So we left, without a dress, but I still felt fine about! I did kind of think that we might go back and buy this one though.

Then, we gave Bridal Exclusives a shot and were instructed to pick out one of each style of dress to try on. As I went down the line of dresses and picked one of each, I noticed we walked by a rack of dresses and she didn’t have me choose one from it. I didn’t really think too much of it, but I spotted a dress that I just had to try on. It was different and unique and I kind of thought it was perfect! I tried on about 8-10 dresses and kind of loved two of them and then it was time to try on the dress that I snuck in the pile. Glancing at the dress, the lady informed me that the dress was off the runway and probably wouldn’t fit so I could just hold it up and see if I like it. I did, and I loved it, but I still needed to see it on someone. Thankfully, Ames was with me (who could frankly be on a runway!) and I asked if she could try it on for me. The lady quickly opposed. Stunned, I asked why and she answered that I shouldn’t let someone else have “my moment”. With a smirk, I thought to myself, “know your audience lady!” This whole “moment” thing that most girls apparently have when they find “their” dress, I have with finding the right photographer! Not trying to go against her wishes, I took her advice and tried on a similar style dress. Still not feeling like I got the whole picture of the “runway” dress, I couldn’t help but ask again. Thankfully, she let me and Ame’s threw the dress on.

It was stunning. (Not shocked though! Ames can make sweatpants look stunning!)

So there we stood, on our boxes, in front of a giant mirror, both in wedding dresses. We quickly were assured that that was my dress! I love it and hopefully I can wear it as effortlessly as Ame’s does when it comes in! I wish I could post it, but apparently there is some HUGE supersition about the groom seeing the dress before the wedding…

the planner.

24 Oct

When Jake and I got engaged, the only thing I knew in regards to our wedding was that it would be next to impossible without a planner (for me anyways). Thankfully, I know (and am related to) an army full of people who could easily and with excellence, help us “pull off” our wedding without a glitch, but we really wanted our friends and family to just enjoy the process with us and not feel forced to have to do anything, so we googled wedding planners in our area and picked our top 5.

A few days later we had our first meeting at Starbucks (any excuse to indulge in coffee!). Misty walked in, all cute in her dress and heels and convinced me that she was a perfect fit for us when she engaged in our sarcasm and survived my dad! lol. I think we all left that meeting being pretty sold, that Luxe Productions was it, but we wanted to test the waters and see what others were all about.

I’ve got to be honest, there are a lot of great wedding and event planners out there, but if I’m going to spend a lot of my time conversing with my planner over these next few months, I want to be able to get along with her and trust in their creativity. Misty was a shoe-in! We can’t wait to sketch out all the plans in our head (okay, it might just be my head, but Jake seems to agree with them at least!) with her and her team!

Mars Hill; the Castle.

22 Oct

Sunday was interesting, to say the least. After a quick drive to downtown Portland, Stumptown coffee in our hands and a 4 block walk to Mars Hill Portland’s new home, the CASTLE, we found ourselves one of many in the pews. It was the first official gathering at the new campus and it was apparent by that mornings attendance that the church was birthed according to a need in the city.

The sermon was 95% straight scripture, 5% relevant stories, which is something I find all too rare in the church today. The pastor spoke of the mission, distinctively ours. He made reference to his past teachings on how we all have this core need to find our identity (wherever that might be), which is surround by our worship, community and mission. He related this not only to finding our identity in Christ, but careers, etc. He hit the nail on the head with many of us Christians in the room when he proposed that many of us find ourselves engaged in finding our identity in Christ and focused on worship and community, but we severely lack the mission (i.e. telling others about Christ, serving, meeting needs, etc). The sermon was good, relevant and finished off with communion which brought it full circle to who and what this was really about; Jesus.

As we gathered our things and headed for the doors, I don’t think any of us realized how quickly we would be approached with LIVING out what the sermon just provoked us with. When the doors of the church opened, there stood before us, a group of about 15-20 masked protestors holding banners, blow horns and attempting to synchronize their chants. To be completely honest, when the doors opened, a big grin took over my face because I thought a group of Mars Hill volunteers were about to put on a Flashmob in honor of their first service. Man was I wrong! “Shame on you bigots, shame on you homophobes, you’re going to hell!” I was kind of in awe. As we headed down the stairs to the streets which led to our cars, a scantily clad girl (about my age) with a whip in her hand got in our faces to make sure we heard, that in fact, we were going to hell. The road signs for Mars Hill were graffitied with slander from the protestors and we walked away without a word uttered. For me, the silence was not the lack of response, but that of heartache.

One of the pastors action points to his sermon, was that part of our mission was to understand the city. As much as I didn’t see the “effectiveness” of the protestors by standing up for what they believe in, yet covering their faces. As much as I was angered by the fact that the children of Mars Hill were filled with fear by their tactics. As much as I was exposed to a glimpse of what most of the world experiences by serving God and how I have taken the freedom that I have to serve Him without fear. Even more so, am I called to understand. While I stand on the scriptures and hold true to them, I do hear the message in their abrasive chants. Who are we to judge? This is the question where many Christians, puff their chest, shake their heads and answer, “we’re not judging, God is”. How effective is that? And honestly, what benefit does that provide? And if most of us took some time to really self reflect, we might notice that maybe some of the rash answers we give (especially out of defense) are birthed out of the heart of judgement and not of love.

Stop telling me how to live MY life! I heard that demand engulfed in the slander that Sunday morning. I get how many people across the nations could feel that way and to be honest, some of them have experienced just that; christians telling others how to live. Don’t get me wrong, the scriptures are not just “suggestions” on how to live or “ideas” on how the many ways to get to heaven and I fully stand on the truth that the path to heaven is one way and through Christ, it’s just all the other additives that we sometimes feel righteous enough to nail to it. If Christians (myself included) really felt the humility in the reality that we are ALL sinners saved by grace, how different would we approach the mission?

I don’t know, maybe I just stepped onto one of my many soap boxes and while I’m sure that those protestors were mainly looking for a response (which they got, via social media and the news), something has began to stir inside of me. Something good, something that has made me realize that the stirring in my heart that was always very present in my life, had been missing for a while and I guess I got too preoccupied with life and myself to realize that it was on hiatus…

Jake & Jenn.

7 Oct

To hear/see how we met and how I became the future Mrs. Adamson (!!!) click here =)

For the part you can’t read: the proposal:

About a week prior to the day, Jake asked me to go fishing at the place where we had our first kiss, Steamboat Landing. Reluctant of my “fishing skills”, I hesitated, but said yes. As the week went on, the weather report showed Saturday to be 90+ degrees, with the hottest hour being when Jake insisted we go fishing. Knowing he probably wouldn’t last too long in the scorching heat, I went along with it. We pulled up to the dock, unloaded our gear and I became suspicious as he insisted we sit right in the middle of two couples on an empty dock. “Forgetting” his sunglasses, he asked I go get them from the truck as he baited the line. Sunglasses in hand, I returned to melt with him on the dock. About 20 minutes into it, I couldn’t sit any longer and was even more suspicoius as to why he was on his phone so much. We he finally gave in and told me to reel in the line so we could leave, a decorated bottle came up out of the water. Being oblivious to what was about to happen, I assumed maybe he got creative for my birthday a week early. Opening up the bottle with a picture of us on it, I dug out a piece of paper that was rolled up inside. Line by line, he creatively told me how much he loved me, but as I neared the end, I noticed him backing up and fiddling in his pocket. My heart skipped a beat when the last line read “Will you marry me?” With his knee down and the most beautiful ring before me, I very happily accepted. Cheers and the sound of our family running down the dock made this moment surreal. To think that I woke up that morning just thankful for a great boyfriend and now I lay my head down at night, smiling at the reality that I am now so lucky to be the future Mrs. Adamson!

August & September.

7 Oct

Someday soon my life will slow down and I will be able to post more instead of recapping the months that have gone by. August and September were INSANE.

Lets just say, together, they involved:

A Star Wars birthday party (for Jones!)

The birth of baby Nola Grace! (the cutest thing you ever did see!)

A trip to the fair!

The annual Grace Church Picnic.

The ringing in of my 26th year.

Some quality time with Jake’s sisters, Haley & Molly!

A ring.

A day remembering the birth of my Grandpa, whom I daily miss.

A mini surprise party for brother.

A much needed trip to Seattle to hang out with the Arnolds and celebrate the upcoming birth of baby J with my long lost Jen!

Em’s 30th “I-30” birthday bash!

And so much more!

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Oh…did I mention a ring?! Yeah, that deserves it’s own special post. Don’t worry, it will shortly follow this one! 🙂

Sincerely- the future Mrs. Adamson! 🙂

balance.

5 Aug

bal·ance/ˈbaləns/

Noun: An even distribution of weight enabling someone
or something to remain upright and steady.
Balance. A word I love to use in my vocabulary, however, seldom use in my actions or priorities. I’ve come to the conclusion that I am an extreme person. Instead of working hard at the even distribution of weight part, I tend to make a makeshift object in my life to keep the things in my life upright and steady. Who am I kidding, I’m no craftsman, but I have become pretty good at settling for the quick and easy fixes in my life. I side on ‘going all out’ in most areas of my life which brings a lack of focus and attention to others and my life gets out of whack.
I’m the kind of person that will see a commercial on TV about orphans in Africa, ball my eyes out and then vow to quit my life here, look up plane tickets to Africa, google a orphange and plan my escape route out of the life I lead here. Then, when the next morning comes and my life is unaffected by the emotions that took place the night before, I continue on my routine instead of make any practical efforts of being the change I wish to see in the world.
I’m also the kind of person whom encounters a problem in life, who is too stubborn to admit my own stubbornness, that I take the weight of the world on my shoulders and disregard the rest of my life until the said problem is fixed…even if it’s not my problem at all.
Evenly distribute weight. Easier typed than done. If I’m not living 6 nights a week in the gym, then I’m 6 nights at work or 6 nights investing into my relationships instead of evenly balancing out them all. It’s almost as if there’s a voice in my head that tells me if I want to see results I have to commit my life to that one focus until I’ve accomplished my goal.
Well, I’ve come to the conclusion, that that voice sucks! That voice makes me miserable, unsuccessful, burnt out, tired and overworked. I think about the things I value, the things I want to be and have balance in; being a good daughter, a good friend, a good servant, a good employee, a good girlfriend, a good sister, a good granddaughter, a good person. That is what I want to have balance in.
I don’t know how Paul did it (Paul from the bible, not Paul you’re ‘possible’ friend, neighbor or acquaintance, unless he too is like Paul from the Bible, than yes, group him in here); being all things to all people (1 Cor. 9:19-23). I suppose one of the 817 differences that Paul and I might have (yes, its possible there could be slightly more) is that he learned the art of balance in his life. It’s encouraging to know/read that he wasn’t always a balanced person though. Spending the first part of his life persuing the extreme persecution of any and all christians, a few days without the light of day (literally) not only changed his focus & mission in life, but taught him balance of being and doing what he was called to.
Balance, I’m learning, doesn’t have to be done necessarily alone and in some aspects of my life it’s reassuring to know that those I surround myself with can (if I would stop being so stubborn and let them) help evenly distribute the weight and help keep those things I value from falling; being unbalanced. To be completely honest, I live my life right now equivalent to how I treat a skateboard. I jump on, gain my balance for a split second, get too cocky and attempt a move I have never been taught, nor meant to do.
I’m not sure where the whole skateboard analogy came from. I’d like to blame it on the fact that its late and I’m tired, but if you’ve read any other post on my blog, I bet the analogy didn’t even phase you. Or, chances are, you are envisioning this clumsy, blonde girl (who always talks a big game) on a skateboard challenging the skater boy from Avril Lavigne’s song to an alley-oop contest. (wow, seriously…I need some sleep, but if it helps, she only came to mind because I saw her on tv talking about her new clothing line) No, I know that didn’t help.
Oh balance, someday soon you will be so much more than just a word I long for….

ketch-up.

5 Aug

It’s been about 5 months since my last blog, so I thought I’d play a quick game of ketchin up (yes, I know it’s spelled catching up…that NU diploma doesn’t sit in a drawer in my desk for nothing people!). 5 months have come and gone and while I struggle to figure out if they’ve gone by fast or slow, I’ll save you the battle in my head and digress regardless.

By the way, I miss blogging (blogging about things other than burgers, that is!) and because I’m so OCD, I can’t continue to blog out-of-order, thus the recap of the last 5 months. I know, ridiculous, but just let it happen.

March-

Wedding Madness (no, not mine…hold your horses people). My brothers! Other than the wedding being utterly perfect (and freezing), I came out of the ‘experience’ with a sister! A sister (might I add, “well, sure Jenn..it’s your blog”) who is about the greatest sister I could ask for! Not only does she put Martha Stewart to shame (as if she already wasn’t), but she has become my much-needed cohort in continually proving my brother wrong in any and all circumstances ;). Plus, the 6 hour drive with Jake (including the ‘memorable’ stop to Cabella’s) where we didn’t end up killing each other proved to be a good point in our relationship!

March also rolled in Jackson’s 4th birthday and Bennett’s 1st birthday, which was just another piece of evidence that time is flying by too fast!

And, if change didn’t happen already in March, I rounded out the month by moving in with Jeremy & Amy into a cute little (big) 3-story town-home in (what I will FOREVER refuse to call Washougal) Camas. Other than the initial 5 lbs I gained from Amy’s ‘defiantly worth-it’ cupcakes, living there has been so much fun!

April-

April, is what I (now looking back on it) will refer to as “the calm before the storm”. April is where I should have valued every slow moment, every lazy day, every bit of boredom I could gather because little did I know, life was about move faster than I could follow. April was spent celebrating my favorite mom’s birthday, kicking my butt in the gym on behalf of the wonderful Angie Lewis & Advocare and spending Easter with 22 members of the loudest family a girl could ask for.

May-

May lied. It didn’t bring flowers, but in fact brought floods and showers. However it did start off pretty good by celebrating Jake’s birthday in which I made him open far too many gifts on a random street in Portland where cats came out of nowhere and men roamed the streets having the most random conversations. This all came about after we had the world’s spicyest “salad” from one of our favorite hole in the wall restaurants, Pok Pok.

Next came the celebratory engagement of my one and only fathers birth (sounds more extravagant then “my dad’s birthday” huh?). Man oh man, I just love that guy! If I remember right, we spoiled him with a hybrid golf club, which I hear is something great…who knows, the “golf obsession” has yet to hit me yet.

Then came another party for the newlyweds, Jeremy & Amy, as we invited all our friends and family who couldn’t make the trip to the wonderful world that is Canada.

Following shortly after that fun shindig came the SOME Awards, in which our use of social media for brothers (the new restaurant we were opening) was nominated for an award. Accompanied by my trooper of a boyfriend (who proved to be, yet again, a perfect match when we were abruptly thrown on the red carpet (seriously) with photographers everywhere and we both just looked down and walked as fast as we could down the entrance) where we mingled with social media guru’s and sat through the awards ceremony emcee’d by Daniel Baldwin. Walking out with out award, we did however leave with quite the experience (which might be another story for another day).

With work piling up higher than I could reach, deadlines coming and going faster than I could achieve some of them, I checked out mentally and physically and hopped on a plane to Hawaii for Toby & Tandra’s wedding. Melissa might have been my perfect vacation partner as we spent our days on the beach and our nights drinking the most delicious pina colada’s. Tandra’s wedding was perfect (other than a few, now humorous, altercations) and the vacation was at the perfect time!

May wrapped up with a cap and gown on the cutest little pre-schooler you ever did see, Mollie 🙂 Hands down, might just be the most entertaining little 5-year-old on a stage.

June-

June is a blur. As we geared up for the opening of brothers (which I won’t dive into here because my last 5 months have been spent writing its own blog www.90daystodelicous.com) I somehow managed to fit in; Olivia’s dance recital, fun date nights at the zoo, Monday night family nights (where we “forced” the boys to watch The bachelorette), a Tim McGraw concert, the purchase of a shiny red car and showering Erin with cute girly gifts in anticipation of Nola Grace’s arrival!

July-

www.90daystodelicious.com. There you will find my life during the month of July.

Phew! Feels good to ketch-up and start “new” and continue on to blogging about all things random instead of burgers and business, although those topics may randomly flow from my fingertips at times too. And now onto August, where the Lovelace family will welcome baby Nola (man is she in for a lifetime of spoiling!), Jake and I will celebrate 1 year of not killing each other (someone should throw that man a party for sticking it out with me for 365 days, that deserves some kind of trophy…), Jones will turn 9 and all the more smarter than I and I will enter the 26th year of my life which will hopefully be full of continued adventure & memories than the past 25.

Until my next random thought…

March Madness…

5 Mar

…more like 2011 madness! How is it already March?! To say I am overwhelmed is understatment…so I won’t even say it :). I feel like life is moving too fast and I am keeping up, but not in a good way. More like in the way of…a 500lb person running a marathon. Hey, it could happen!

I miss blogging, I miss taking pictures, I miss coaching, I miss being bored. However, don’t mistake the things I miss as complaining because the things and people and work that has taken their place for this season of my life are more than worth it. I just feel crazy. Legitimately crazy. No comment!

Some things I’m looking forward too, which I will defiantly have my camera at to document:

  • lil’ Jackson Daniel turning 4 years old on March 8th!
  • hanging out with all the Portland food bloggers
  • My brothers wedding; finally getting the sister I’ve always wanted; being proved right from day one that Amy was the one for my brother; the EPIC merging of the Walsh Family & the Lovelace Family!!!
  • Bennett’s 1st Birthday on the 26th!
  • Moving to our new “camas” home 😉
  • Blazers winning more games instead of losing
  • Buying a car that doesn’t cost me half a pair of 7 jeans every time I fill it up
  • Continuing to develop & open our new restaurant, brothers!
  • SUNSHINE…what? It could come out one day…
  • Citizen Cope at the DougFir
  • Tandra & Toby’s Hawaiian Wedding in May!

I’m sure there is a billion other things to be excited about, but that’s all my mind can contain without having to grab a paper bag to control hyperventilating.

Baby Steps, right?