Urban Herb Gardens

After moving into our own apartments, Niki and I started daydreaming about each of us having our own personal herb gardens. We spent nearly an hour , one afternoon, going on and on about what kind of plants we’d love to buy. Neither of us have our own yards ,at this point, but with ingenuity and thriftiness we came up with our own mini garden designs that would fit our homes.

Niki’s:                                                                                                                                                      herb 3herbs 1herbs 2

Bekah’s:IMG_0401 betterIMG_0403 betterIMG_0407 b etter

Railing planters from Bed, Bath, and Beyond, hanging basket from Target.

We’re a bit obsessed with our little gardens, and look forward to buying many more plants in the years to come. Hooray!

– Bekah and Niki


5 things I learned from being a Barista

IMG_2965 My first real job, besides babysitting and helping out friends, was at the local community college bookstore. About a year into my grand career there, I was transferred to the coffee shop within the store. That’s when I discovered one of my great passions in life: Coffee. It brings us together. It comforts us in our time of need. It tastes great with cake and it made me into the woman I am today. Wow, coffee does all that, you say? Yes, it does, let me explain. After working over 3 years as a barista, I learned a lot of things, from how to say “thank you” in sign language to the proper way to hold your hands if you’re taking up belly dancing. Seriously though, being a barista taught me so many things that I never would have learned in a classroom and I know will help me in my career and life in general.IMG_2968

1. Be willing to try new things. I didn’t like coffee before I was a barista. Shocking, I knowI used to turn up my nose whenever my dad brewed a cup and rolled my eyes when my mom said she “loved the smell of coffee”. I just didn’t get it. I was stuck in my naive ways. That changed when my manager insisted that I down fresh espresso shots as part of my first day initiation, and I got scheduled for the opening 6:45 am shift. I suddenly developed a taste for coffee! Then, earl grey tea. That’s right, the girl that was partly responsible for Earl grey tea ice cream didn’t like earl grey. I have my lovely friend Amy to thank for my developed tastes. We worked the morning shift together for several years and through much determination on her part, I learned to love Earl Grey tea. The point being, if I want to grow and change as a person, I can’t be afraid of new experiences and being a barista forced me to embrace that.

2. How to talk to anyone. It should take around 3 minutes to make a latte. That’s not very long, but it sure feels like an eternity if your customer is standing there awkwardly twiddling their coffee- greedy thumbs while you steam 2% milk. My mom has always been good at chatting with people, but it wasn’t one of my strengths until I became a barista. It’s amazing how just asking how someone’s day is going, or if they have anything fun planned for the weekend can get someone chatting. Before you know it, you know all about their upcoming vacation, their newborn, and their favorite muffin recipe.


3. How to remember someone. Chatting makes you and your customer feel less awkward in the moment, but you know what will make you feel really awkward? When they come back the next day, and you can’t remember them! After that happened to me a time or five, I started rehearsing people’s names and stories in my head after they walked away. I found that if I just focused on them for a minute, I could remember them later. One term, a girl named .’Whitney’ came in every other day. So after she left, I would say to myself “Whitney gets a white mocha”. This is such a helpful skill to have, and the repetition of being a barista definitely drilled it into me.

4. Everything is a show. This sounds so jaded when I say it, but it’s true. Life is a show. If you are confident, people will trust you. If your hand shakes as you pour the milk, or you stumble around looking for lids, your customer will doubt your ability to make good coffee. They might ask for a different barista next time, or stop coming to your coffee shop all together. On the other hand, if you know what your’re doing, can recommend your favorite drinks on the menu, know the prices, and tell them which drink has the most caffeine, they’ll start to think that you really do make the best coffee! Taking ownership doesn’t hurt either. Saying phrases like “Yes, I do have vanilla syrup.” or “I have another pot of decaf coming right up” makes your customer think you know whats up. Be confident. If you act like your great, other people will think so too!

5. How to Make Coffee. Lastly, the most important thing I learned from being a barista is how to make really good coffee. Knowing how to make good drinks is a wonderful skill that I’m sure will serve me well in the years to come.
icedcoffee2 icedcoffeeBeing a barista can be scary; you have to talk to a new person about every 4 minutes, and the happiness of their day  rests solely in your clumsy hands, but you learn to do it and eventually love it.

– Bekah

A Weekend With Jane Austen


“My idea of good company…is the company of clever, well-informed people, who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.’
‘You are mistaken,’ said he gently, ‘that is not good company, that is the best.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

Last spring, we, along with our good friend Aurora, planned a Jane Austen themed movie marathon. We hoped, dreamed, and schemed, but life took over and it seemed like our lofty goal of a weekend of tea, sweets, and our favorite historical author would never happen. Lo and behold, the husband was out of town for a few days, and the weather forecast was cloudy!


Our very loose schedule for a weekend of Jane Austen obsession:

Friday Evening:

7pm – Niki and Aurora arrive.

7:05 – Hug and squeal, and generally make the neighbors dread our happy nerdiness.

7:10 pm – We set up our tea hoard and the TV Aurora smuggled from her very generous parents. (we millenials apparently don’t have tv’s just yet, and Jane Austen is way to big a personality for a laptop)

7:30 pm – We dine on butternut squash soup and drink our first gallon of tea. * Note, we spent a good twenty minutes matching up the teacups to the saucers. Apparently ,that wasn’t very important to Hunter when he put them away on top of our cupboards. Heh heh…

8:00 pm – 3 am – Drank copious amounts of tea, while watching the best ever version of Pride and Prejudice (in Bekah’s opinion, at least), followed by Sense and Sensibility. Oh, and Lemon Bars! 

“I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.” 

Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice


Saturday Morning:

9:30 am – We woke up to clouds, rain, and a desire for even more 19th century romance with a touch of spunky wit and feminism!

10:00 am – We whipped up some amazing crepes and devoured  ate them with lemon curd, cardamom whipped cream, and strawberries. They were truly the bestest.

11:00 am – 4:00 pm We watched the most amazing version of Emma that has ever been, or ever will be, made. I’m pretty sure Miss Austen herself couldn’t find fault in it. “Because we are doing our best to find fault in you…”

5:00 pm – We drove to our local Salt and Straw for most delicious ice cream  around, and for some nearby thrift shopping, all while discussing how we would survive in a real version of ‘The Hunger Games’. Important stuff.

8:00 pm – 12:00 am – We watched half of a terrible version of Mansfield Park, (you’ve been warned!) and then gave it up in favor of discussing our favorite scenes in Austen Lit, and which Austen hero we would choose as our soul mate.  Oh, and we drank more tea.

tea table teacup

 We agreed that it was the most relaxing (if not sappy) weekend any of us have had in a long time. I think it was from all of the tea!

– Bekah and Niki

“Ah! There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort.”
― Jane Austen

Till We Have Faces – A Book Review


I need to tell you about something. What is it you ask? Only the very best novel you’ve never read. Never fear, I’ve read it, and if I get my way, you will too. And you’ll cry, and write quotes from it all over your textbooks, arms, and post it notes…..oh wait, you’re not a tween girl anymore? And you say I’m not either? That’s not fair, I’m my own person! You can’t tell me how to live my life!!! Cough, ahem. I get myself worked up sometimes.

You, like me, probably read the Chronicles of Narnia as a kid and swiftly fell in love with it. The mysterious creatures, the compelling characters with all of their relatable , human flaws  and conflicting endings that leave you aching for just one more book. But I have good news for you! C.S. Lewis wrote books for grown ups, and not just the manual for Christian Apologetics, either. He wrote the Space Triology, which if you like sci-fi, mythology, and/or British humor, you should read immediately. But, my very favorite book he ever wrote (It was also his wife’s favorite, as well as J.R.R. Tolkien’s….so there, I’m pretty sophisticated, huh?) is ‘Till We Have Faces’. Definitely his greatest work in my opinion. Why, pray tell? Well, thanks for asking, let me get started.


As the subtext in the above picture says, ‘Till We Have Faces’ is a ‘Myth Retold’. The greek myth of Psyche and Cupid (I spent most of my middle school years reading greek myths instead of doing math, so, yeah….I was easily engrossed by this book) to be exact. Basically, the selfish king of Glome has three daughters, the oldest, Orual is our heroine. Orual raises her younger sisters, only to have her beloved baby sister, Pysche, the only person Orual truly loves, stolen from her by the gods. Orual eventually becomes an embittered, old, spinster warrior Queen, and not in a cool way like Boudica or the Amazons. At the end of  her long, tragic life, she writes her complaint to the gods so that other people can read it and know how evil the gods truly are, if they exist at all. She then crosses over the river Styx and into the underworld where she discovers the true meaning of her life and everything that happened to her. For more thorough plot summaries check out these articles:

Redeeming God – We Cannot See Till We Have Faces 

Be Thinking – Chronicles of Heaven Unshackled

“It was when I was happiest that I longed most… because it was so beautiful, it set me longing, always longing. Somewhere else there must be more of it… It almost hurt me, I felt like a bird in a cage when all the other birds of its kind are flying home… The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing – to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from… – my country, the place where I ought to have been born” 

― C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces


The reason I love this story isn’t necessarily the plot, which admittedly, comes across as a bit of a downer, but by C.S. Lewis’ ability to overwhelm you with the story and get you to empathize with the main character. Not to mention, the unusual setting of a Greek Myth! Lewis’ love for philosophy and ancient history really shines in this novel. As Orual tells her story you start to relate to her. Her anger,insecurities, and prejudices are all justified, and you can’t help but to feel the same way she does. Yet, by the end of the story, Lewis turns it around and makes you question whether or not you were right or fair to relate to her. Did you let Orual’s judgements cloud your own?

If you love philosophy, mythology, C.S. Lewis, or are just looking for a really great novel, do yourself a favor, and check it out. Then we can talk for hours about it and bond.

Do you have a favorite novel that everyone should read?

– Bekah

“And for all I can tell, the only difference is that what many see we call a real thing, and what only one sees we call a dream. But things that many see may have no taste or moment and things that are shown only to one may be spears and water-spouts of truth from the very depth of truth.” 
― C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces


“The complaint was the answer. To have heard myself making it was to be answered. Lightly men talk of saying what they mean. Often when he was teaching me to write in Greek the Fox would say, ‘Child, to say the very thing you really mean, the whole of it, nothing more or less or other than what you really mean; that’s the whole art and joy of words.’ A glib saying. When the time comes to you at which you will be forced at last to utter the speech which has lain at the center of your soul for years which you have, all that time, idiot-like, been saying over and over, you’ll not talk about the joy of words. I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?”

― C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces

You, Me, and the Sea – a Review


Every now and then I feel this incredible urge to go to the beach and nothing will make me feel better until I get there. It’s like how Ratty feels about the river in the Wind in the Willows.  Last June, Hunter and I went to Newport, Oregon for our honeymoon, so naturally we have lots of fond memories here. I thought I might share some of our very favorite places we discovered!


IMG_4827 cropWe fell in love with this hotel, Inn at Nye Beach. I booked it, simply because I liked the color of one of the rooms I viewed online, and it ended up being our favorite place we have ever stayed. In fact, a few months ago, when I got that desperate urge to go to the beach, we seriously planned to sleep in the back of our wittle Subaru. I guess we thought we’d b thrifty or something. I know, I hear you. “Beks, your husband is 6’5, he doesn’t fit on a normal mattress, let alone in a little car, and you hate sleeping on the floor!” I know. I was but a child, but a child in these matters. Any Bleak House fans out there? Inevitably, once we got there, it was raining and stormy. We looked at each other. Then out at the hurricane level downpour, then the back of our cramped Subaru,  and finally, Hunter said “how about I call our hotel?”. And that’s why I married him, so he can make the tough phone calls….and to help me admit defeat against cheapness, among other things. Although, I’ll have you know I kill the spiders in this relationship, just sayin’. Anywho, thankfully, “our hotel” had a vacancy in “our room” and our weekend was saved! I think deep down, we both knew we weren’t going to camp. Heh heh. We love any excuse to stay here. It’s lovely, clean, and fresh, and I believe has won several awards for their ‘green’ initiatives, which makes my husband’s environmental engineering heart jump with joy. What can I say? We grew up in Portland! On top of all of that wonderfulness, the hotel has an incredible view overlooking the historical Nye beach, and with some of the friendliest, most helpful staff you will ever meet.

IMG_4825 crop

The staff at our beloved hotel recommended Cafe Stephanie to us and therefore earned our abiding loyalty. Not only was breakfast amazing (I got the crepes with Marionberries), but lunch was too! On sunny afternoons, I still fantasize about their fish tacos, and I normally don’t like fish! ( I could hear my Mom gasping, “you ate fish???”) But these! These! Uhg! Mango salsa, fresh tortillas….ooooh my. If you are truly lucky, you can snag a picnic table outside and take in the friendly, historical neighborhood. Honestly, last time, we planned when to head out by Cafe Stephanie’s hours…and you should too. Yummmmy.



I think it’s time to go the beach again……




For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.” -E.E Cummings

Our Favorite Thrift Finds

If you haven’t noticed yet, we have a deep and abiding love for thrift shopping. Yes, we like the fact that it’s normally less expensive than retail prices, but mainly we love finding treasures that are often one of a kind! Plus, this girl (Bekah) is just a wee bit competitive, which makes thrift shopping extra exciting. Every time I walk into a thrift store, I look around to see if there is anyone with my same sense of style, or size, then, I keep an eye out to see if they find anything awesome before I do. Yes, it’s true. I do that. Oddly enough, my “competition” often turns out to be eerily similar to me, a few times they even had the same car! Woah!

Here are a few of our very favorite things we have discovered while thrift shopping:


thrift finds chair

I (Niki) found this chair for $20 at the Goodwill Bins.  It was the perfect replacement for the office chair with peeling faux leather that had been in my sewing corner.  It’s a lot bigger (and heavier!) than it looks and Bekah and I had a very hard time fitting it in her trunk.  Oops.



I (Bekah) fell in love with this charming antique dresser at the Goodwill bins. At the time, it was painted a grungy cream, but at $25 it was a steal. With a little love, blue paint, and a lot of sanding it is the little blue dresser I love today.


thrift finds skirt


Another Bins score!  It’s a half circle and hits below the knee.  I really like the vintage silhouette and it cost about 50 cents.



I stumbled upon this lovely retro apron in a local thrift store for just $3, and couldn’t get enough of the print! Once I washed off the glitter glue, it was as good as new! (I’m a poet, and you did not know it. WHAT??) The little pink loafers are another favorite of mine, I think they were $4 at Salvation Army.



thrift finds plate

I don’t know what to say about this plate except it was around $3 and I think it’s really pretty.  That blue color is my favorite.  🙂



This set of Pyrex bowls is my (Bekah, again) pride and joy. I grew up mixing waffle batter in the green bowl at my Gramma’s house, so when I finally put my set together, I was so thrilled. This set wasn’t really cheap, all together I think I paid about $40, but online they are coming up at $75 or more, so yay for me!

This is what we wear on our thrifty outings:


Comfortable, relaxed, with a slight grungy look…..we tell ourselves this keeps us from getting scammed, but really, we’re just lazy. Ha.

And this is how my husband, Hunter, sees us….apparently very short. Aw well.IMG_4916crop– Bekah and Niki

Chocolate Birthday Cake Milkshake

IMG_9478 edit

Here in Portland, It’s Spring!!!! (Cue the ‘Spring’ song from ‘Seven Brides for Seven Brothers’) I couldn’t be happier about it if I was a….now I’m trapped in my metaphor with no where to go…all I can think of is ‘prune’, but that doesn’t make sense…clam! Happy as a clam. People say that, right? “Of course, right!” (Cue ‘Matchmaker’ from Fiddler on the Roof! I’m in an old musical mood today, I guess…my husband is so lucky) And I am so lucky because my aforementioned husband’s mother, from here are on out we will affectionately refer to her as ‘my M.I.L’ is a genius….or at least super dedicated to scouring the recipe section of Pinterest. I tend to think “Genius” and “dedicated Pinterest user” tend to go hand in hand, so yeah.

Ahem. So, supposedly, my M.I.L made this amazing milkshake for a birthday party for my youngest siblings-law this weekend, but I really think it’s because she loves me so much.

Chocolate Birthday Cake Milkshake!!!

You will need:

– A sturdy blender

– An ice cream scoop.

-Chilled glasses, or canning jars. Put them in the freezer a few hours before hand.


This is really so simple. Are you ready for this?

– 4 Scoops of your favorite chocolate ice cream.

– 1 tsp. Vanilla extract

– Milk, just enough to blend smoothly, about 1/4 cup.

– 1/4 to 1/2 Chocolate Cake Mix, depending on how ‘cakey’ you want it to taste.


Put all ingredients in the blender and blend until it looks like a chocolate frosty. If it doesn’t pour easily, add a little more milk and blend a bit longer. Swish the blender a little bit using your highly professional barista wrist twist, then, this is very important, taste it by dipping your finger directly into the milkshake. I repeat, very important! Heh heh heh.

*To make the very enviable sprinkled edge on the glasses, dip the top rim of your chilled glass in a pool of honey, then dip in a pool of sprinkles.

Finally, pour your milkshake in glass!

Pour into chilled glasses, and enjoy with someone you love…or who loves you…like my M.I.L loves me, clearly.

IMG_9449This is Kirby. Kirby doesn’t get any Chocolate Birthday Cake Milkshake because he doesn’t have a M.I.L who loves him….just kidding. Kirby doesn’t get any because chocolate is bad for dogs. Very true.


– Bekah

How to host a Clothing Swap


Last summer, Niki and I came across the idea of having a clothing swap party, I believe from this post. We loved it, and put our plan into action, and now I’m going to share that plan with you! The general idea is to get a group together to trade your gently worn clothing, but truly, it would work great with books, baby  and children’s clothes, or kitchen items too.



1. We chose our guest list. Since we planned on hosting it in my little ol’ apartment, we knew we had to keep the list fairly small. We ended up with around 12 girls with a wide range of styles, which ended up being perfect!

2. Choose how to organize the swap itself. This was the part we had the most difficulty with. We found multiple posts with some great suggestions, like this one, and this one. At first, we considered doing a token system, one token for each item, but that seemed like a lot of work on our end, and frankly, we felt lazy. Plus, we didn’t necessarily want to walk away with as much stuff as we planned on bringing, whereas, our younger sisters could probably use some extra clothes. Eventually, we decided upon a plan. We tallied the amount of items each girl brought, and then separated into two groups. Whoever brought the most items was in the first group, and then everyone else was in the second group. Group one got 10 minutes to pick out 5 items each. Then they get 15 minutes to try on what they picked out and decide if they want to keep it, forever!!!! Oh, was that too melodramatic? After that, the next group gets 10 minutes to pick out 6 items each, and then another 15 minutes to try on and put pack. Then, we broke up into different groups, just by counting “1,…2,…1…,2” around the room. Once again, each group chose 6 items each. Finally, it was a free for all, and everyone was allowed to grab whatever was left. This plan ended up working really well. The group that wasn’t ‘shopping’ had time to mingle, snack, and look through what they already had. I would definitely recommend this option.



3. Plan your space! We pushed all of my furniture to the edges of the room, to make plenty free space for everyone and our belongings. Niki had a clothing rack (see why I keep her as my best friend? So handy!) to hang up dresses and jackets, we placed pants and skirts on top of my coffee table, used a vintage suitcase to hold accessories like hats and headbands, a tote for scarves, a shoe rack for, you guessed it, shoes, and spread tops over my dining room table. We were going for a “laid back boutique” vibe, and I think we nailed it, ha ha. We used my bed room as the dressing room, but don’t forget to bring a few extra full length mirrors, like yours truly. Oops.



4. Possibly, most important, the snacks! I love a party. I love snacks. It’s not a party without snacks. Niki and I planned on cheese, fruit, drinks, brownies, and lemon bars. My cousin and her best friend ended up bringing chocolate truffles and cheese, and they went above and beyond! I think they were trying to steal my soul by bribing me with my two weaknesses, and it worked.




5. Have fun! Niki and I agreed, this is probably one of the most fun parties we have ever been apart of. Even thought it was a rather varied group of women, most had never met each other, it ended up being blast. Everybody really got into, relaxed, and shopped. We can’t wait to do it again!


6. Donate the leftovers. Don’t feel pressured to make sure everything goes home with someone. There will be a few things left behind, feel free to take them to your local Goodwill or Salvation Army. We ended up taking them to our favorite thrift store, Chase Me Again, it’s a non-profit that donates to a local women’s shelter and other very worthy causes. IMG_4803


Ta ta for now!

– Bekah and Niki too!

An Interview with a Husband


I recently stumbled upon this hilarious post by Katie, over at Something Winnderful , and was inspired to interview my own husband, much to his chagrin. Buwahahaha. Without further ado, (Drum roll please!!!), my husband, ladies and gentleman (I’m pretty sure my brother is the only male reading this), Hunter Jones!

Me: Thank you for joining me for this interview.

Him: Hello. (giggles and starts whispering in a dark voice) How did you get in here? What are you doing with that knife!!!!(Slides down couch and leans over so he can read what I’m typing, then starts punching keys on the laptop) Will it help if I do this?!?!?!?!

Me: How did Niki and I meet?                                                                                                      Him: Fate! Who can really say? I believe there was some bully at church or something, and Niki stood up for you? and you’ve been friends ever since.

Me:Yes. that’s true.

Him: That’s what I thought.

Him: When do I get to ask the questions.

Me: You don’t. When you have a blog, you can ask the questions.

Me: What is the name of my blog?                                                                                                 Him: They Couldn’t Be Spies. See, I hear things, I listen!  (Starts looking around for things to mess with, finds my hair clip.)…this looks like an angler fish, or a crab! (Makes a lunge for my face with the hair clip)


Me: What do I typically write about?                                                                                             Him: Clothes, food, stories, D.I.Y, sewing. I’ll say anything that helps me get to the chili faster!

(that’s whats for dinner, people)

Me: What is Niki and my favorite thing to do together?                                                                 Him: Talk…or shopping at thrift stores.

Me: What’s a popular fashion item for women right now?
Him: Clothes…I hear they’re in. (He waits to see if I’m laughing, then starts laughing manically)

Me: Why do women go to the bathroom together?
Him: Herd mentality. Safety in numbers…they need someone to talk to?

Me: What do you know about Pinterest?
Him:  Hmmm…..(stares stoically into the distance) it has pictures, it’s where hipsters congregate online, and my parents. It’s your ‘imgur’!

Me: If you could have any job what would it be?
Him: Gold Miner

Me: Of like rich old women?                                                                                                           Him: …Or supreme leader of the universe! And no, you’re thinking of ‘Gold Digger’, I’m pretty sure.

Me: Oh.

Me: What about me?
Him: A Mommy.

Me: Awwwwww

Him: Technically, not a job, but that’s what you wanna do. And blogging, and sewing, and making cute things. And ‘Retro-fitting’ furniture, or whatever that’s called.

Me: Uhmmmmm…..refurbishing?

Him: Sure.

Me: What’s the best place to shop for women?
Him: (Raises eyebrows, and responds quickl y…maybe a little too quickly!) World Market, they have those Green Tea Kit Kats that you love. (They are made with Matcha and white chocolate, and I love them!!! This guy is good!) Huh, actually, I think I shop there for every woman I know..maybe I should branch out.

Me: I do love those, and no, I like World Market.

Me: What does YOLO stand for?
Him: I don’t think that’s a thing anymore…..is it? In all your research on the interwebs, does anyone still say that?

Me: Not really…..but I’m not cool, I don’t use Snapchat. (Insert my maniacal laughter…cause I so funny)

Him: (pats my knee sympathetically) You is.

Me: What is our favorite thing to do together?
Him: (Quoting Tom Haverford from Parks and Rec)” Snuggle up like bunnies”….walks, ice cream, trips to the beach, chili, speaking of, I was promised some! (Man, he keeps coming back to that, it’s like we eat dinner every night or something, sheesh.)

Me: What do I do when I’m home alone?
Him:  You’re a productive Bekkles! You clean, pay bills, shop, look at Pinterest.

Me: And what do you do when you’re home alone?,
Him: Sleep in, mess around, day dream, and then clean 15 minutes before you come home, so it doesn’t look like I was lazy all day.

Me: What is my favorite activity?
Him: (Smirks.) Foot massages, going out for coffee, going on road trips with me. Talking about stuff, and planning stuff.

Me: What do women keep in their purse?
Him: (Raises eyebrows again) Mace….at least one does, (meaning me) bad guys beware! Money, chap stick, keys, phone.


Me: What’s my favorite accessory?
Him: You like necklaces. It’s the only one that’s not ‘clothes’, know what I mean?

Me: No…

Him: It’s the only ‘extra’ thing you wear (He’s starting to slouch down the edge of the couch, and looking really dejected….)(He didn’t like that I said that…he’s reading every word, uh oh!!!)

Me: If I was a TV Character, who would I be?                                                                                Him: (humming to himself, like Wesley in Princess Bride after he comes back from the dead) Pam from the Office, or Anne from Parks and Rec.

Me: Not as frumpy as Pam though, right?

Him: I thought we were talking character-wise, not looks. (Now I feel so shallow)

Me: Oh yeah.

Me: If you were a TV character, who would you be?

Him: Batman…I don’t know. (laughs to himself) Pete Burke, from White Collar! Although, in all honesty, I’d probably be more like Pa Ingalls from Little house on the Prairie. At least that’s who I want to be.

Me: So, middle age Michael Landon with suspenders, and an Afro?

Him: No, more like Pa Ingalls with tattoos.

Me: You don’t have tattoos, unless there is something you need to show me….

Him: You don’t know me! (snickers and giggles some more)

Me: What’s an acceptable amount to spend on a makeup item?

Him: I don’t know, like, I trust you to spend, whatever…I’ve never known you to buy stuff you don’t need.

Me: That was very vague, and flattering.

Him: Well, that’s how I roll.

Me: What’s an acceptable amount to spend on a dress?
Him: I defer to the answer above. I love you. (Leans in for a forehead kiss, apparently it’s time to go vintage dress shopping, Niki, buwahahaha!!!!!)

Me: What is your favorite trait about me, not physical?
Him: Your smile.

Me: That’s physical.

Him: Everything you do is physical! (And out comes the physics nerd)

Me: I meant, like personality wise…

Him: Hmmm….I like that you are sassy.

Me: What’s my favorite TV show?
Him:  The Office.

Me: Sniff. I do love that show. So much.

Me: Anything else you’d like to say?

Him: Goodbye, thanks for visiting, see you next time! (Now starts lapsing into a southern drawl) See you soon! (Starts a deep guttural dirge) Chili time, chili time, chili time!


That’s my husband, you can see why I love him.

That’s all folks!

– Bekah

Bestie Date: Plant Shopping at Al’s Garden Center


Niki and I have made a decision. Yes, that’s right. We’ve made a decision to start a new series which we are calling “Bestie Date”. Instead of just sitting around at home eating chocolate covered blueberries and watching the Office on Netflix, (although, we will probably still do that…) we are gonna go out and see the world, at least the Portland and East county area. Heh heh.


As real grown ups (when in the world did that happen? Somewhere between braces and buying dental insurance, I’m pretty sure…), with our own living spaces and patios, we realized we needed to accessorize…with plants!!! We are on our way to becoming the best grandmothers ever with green thumbs and homemade ice cream down pat!


We headed to our local Al’s Garden Center, with only one small detour at one of my very favorite coffee shops, Cafe Delirium.  Al’s is a lovely  haven full of amazing seasonal shrubs, trees, and every kind of flower you can think of! Niki was on the lookout for some indoor plants, and I was in need of herbs and a fern.
als6 als4 If air plants, magnolias, and potting soil are your thing, make it a date! Plus, it’s so convenient having your best friend with you when you end up buying two 10lb. bags of potting soil. Love you, Nik.  Oh….We also love chai….so very much.als1

– Bekah, and Niki too!