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The New Lovely

Photo by Mary Costa Stop the presses. Stop everything. It’s heeeeere! Welcome to the new Lovely Indeed. If you’re reading this here post on Bloglovin’ or Feedly or another reader,…

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Photo by Mary Costa

Stop the presses. Stop everything. It’s heeeeere! Welcome to the new Lovely Indeed. If you’re reading this here post on Bloglovin’ or Feedly or another reader, for crying out loud get yourself over to the blog and witness the new hotness.

We’ve had this redesign in the works for months now, and I’m so pumped to see it launch. For so long I’ve had this vision of the blog that’s more than just a blog — I wanted it to feel like a place to come and hang out, where there’s lots to do and see and participate in, and this feels so much more like that! Let me give ya a tour of the new joint and you can explore.

One of my favorite new ways to use the blog is in grid view. It kinda feels a bit Pinterest-y, and it gives you little bite sizes of each post so you can scroll through and see a whole bunch of posts at once. They’re all clickable and you can click through to read something that looks interesting. If that’s not your jam, you can click “Scroll” up at the top of the blog feed and see everything in good old fashioned scroll view.

We have a page for #thelovelysquad, where we’re featuring all of your reader projects! Be sure to tag your Lovely Indeed projects with #thelovelysquad on social media, and we’ll share here & link back to you!

There’s a new shop page, where you can find and shop Lovely Indeed faves (and a few fun surprises coming soon!). You know I love being able to share my favorite online finds, so now you can see them all in one spot.

Another new piece that I love is the Lovely Manifesto. I’ve been thinking long and hard about what Lovely Indeed is and what I want it to be, so we wrote a mission statement of sorts and it’ll live here on the blog, to serve as inspiration. It’s hand-lettered by the incredible Lindsey from Lindsey Crafter, who has a couple of regular illustrated series coming up here on the blog as well! Be sure to pop over and read our mission.

And finally, my web dudes spent many long and hard hours making the site fully responsive, so it looks great not just on a computer but on a tablet and a phone too. Ohhhhh, it’s so pretty.

Those are just a few of my favorite new features — be sure to spend some time clicking around and see how the new site really works! It’s so fun and so fancy and I just want to hop inside it and camp out. Hope you do too. Big claps for the dudes at Roundhouse Designs for leveling us up so hard! xoxo

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Married Life // Birthdays

Now that we’re old married people, I almost can’t even remember how we used to celebrate each other’s birthdays when we started dating. Oh wait! Yes I do. We were living…

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Now that we’re old married people, I almost can’t even remember how we used to celebrate each other’s birthdays when we started dating. Oh wait! Yes I do. We were living in NYC and every birthday was a shindig out at a bar or restaurant, where whoever’s birthday it wasn’t did all the planning and inviting and paying for drinks. I remember one year my birthday there was this huge snowstorm in the city and I was so stressed and sad because I thought no one would venture out in that weather. Mr. Lovely did lots of calling and texting and put together one of my favorite parties ever. Now that I look back, that sounds exhausting. Ha!

It’s not that I don’t like to hang out with bunches of people any more. And having a big party can definitely be fun. But now that we’re in it for the long haul and we’ll (hopefully) be celebrating a whole mess of birthdays together, my preference in the way that we celebrate has totally changed. What did we do for this last birthday for instance? My two guys took me to lunch at Chipotle (that guac tho) and to Trader Joe’s to get my favorite gummy bears on earth. We had family taco night, and then spent a day in San Francisco a few days later. Nothing fancy, just little adventures with the people that I love most.

We hardly even do gifts any more, which is actually kind of a relief. Mr. Lovely surprised me with a couple of vinyl albums that I had been wanting and we called it a very successful day. (He didn’t wrap them — I came out into the living room in the morning and they were leaning against the tv. Ha.) So. This is my question for you guys. Have we lost the romance and excitement? Or is it kind of expected that after a while you don’t need a whole fanfare for birthdays? I mean, I guess where we’ve settled is a celebration in a smaller way — a way where a taco bar with your family is really all you need in the world.

So leave a comment: How do you celebrate birthdays with your boo?! (Ha. I said boo.) xoxo

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Ask Me Anything

Hey Monday lovers! More fun news with regards to some upcoming changes around these parts — I’m finally putting together an FAQ section! I get lots of questions about blog…

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Hey Monday lovers! More fun news with regards to some upcoming changes around these parts — I’m finally putting together an FAQ section! I get lots of questions about blog stuff, travel stuff, photo stuff, and just normal people stuff, so I figured it was high time to get it all answered. So if you have any burning questions about anything (seriously, anything), leave a comment or shoot me an email at [email protected] and I’ll do my best to include an answer in the new FAQ section. If it’s of a more personal or individual nature, I’ll try to get back to you with a response.

Now go kick this week in the teeth! xoxo

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We’re in the Finals!

Hey gang! In case you haven’t heard yet, we have some fun news: Lovely Indeed is a top ten finalist for Better Homes and Gardens’ favorite DIY blog! How fun…

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Hey gang! In case you haven’t heard yet, we have some fun news: Lovely Indeed is a top ten finalist for Better Homes and Gardens’ favorite DIY blog! How fun is that? We’re in a group with some insanely heavy hitters and lots of my very favorite bloggers. I’m so pumped just to be in such incredible, creative company. If you like clicking buttons and voting for things, you should head over and vote away. And double kisses if you happen to vote for us, just saying! FYI, you can vote an unlimited number of times (just in case you’re bored on your lunch break…). xoxo

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Lovely Up Your Inbox

Happy Tuesday, Lovelies! I’ve got some fun news for ya. I’ve been hinting at a few fun changes to come here on the ol’ blog, and we’re starting to roll…

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Happy Tuesday, Lovelies! I’ve got some fun news for ya. I’ve been hinting at a few fun changes to come here on the ol’ blog, and we’re starting to roll some of them out! First up, a Lovely Indeed newsletter!

I know what you’re thinking — more junk in my inbox. But hold up. We’ve got rules for this here newsletter. First, it won’t come more than about once a month. Second, it won’t be full of a whole bunch of boring stuff you don’t care about. Third, it will always have something fancy and exclusive just for the folks who subscribe! We’re talking new downloads, secret DIYs, and giveaways!

Our first newsletter will be going out in just a few days so if you’re feeling adventurous, enter your email below to be included (if you’ve already signed up for the newsletter elsewhere, no need to do it again). This first installment will include a freebie download of a pretty spring wallpaper for your desktop and phone, designed by none other than the adorable and talented Lindsey Crafter! You don’t wanna miss it. So sign on up if you want a little lovely for your inbox! xoxo

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Married Life // Looking Good

Before we start, can we just acknowledge that we looked like absolute children on our wedding day? Geez when did I get so old?! Something tells me this one might…

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Before we start, can we just acknowledge that we looked like absolute children on our wedding day? Geez when did I get so old?!

Something tells me this one might get some strong opinions in the comments, and I’m all for that. But it’s been on my mind lately so I want to know your thoughts. Here’s the deal. I’m pretty sure Mr. Lovely would love me regardless of the way that I look. Fat, thin, bald, cross-eyed — whatever. And vice versa. I would love him if all of his teeth fell out and he singed his eyebrows off in a terrible grilling accident. For sure.

But! Here I am, post baby, scrapping to get my body back the way that I like it. And one hundred percent truthfully, I am working out and watching what I eat because I want to. I feel better when I’m healthy and keeping it right. But also, it’s a fact that I want my husband to think I’m looking good. I guess my question for you guys is this: Do you think we owe it to our spouses to try to keep looking as fly as we did on our wedding day?

My answer is a wholehearted yes. And that’s where I think I might rile some people up. Of course we should all love each other regardless of our outer appearance. Of course. But also, I feel like when I’m working on my health and fitness it’s also a gift I’m giving Mr. Lovely. The gift of self care, and the fact that it makes me feel better. The fact that when I do my makeup or hair or actually put on clothes, I feel like a better, stronger, more on-top-of-it version of myself. And what’s wrong with feeling that way, and giving that as a gift to the person you married?

Do you know that song, Wives and Lovers? It’s so antiquated and kind of crazy. The first lyrics are, “Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your makeup. Soon he will open the door. Don’t think because there’s a ring on your finger you needn’t try any more.” What?! Crazy, right? I remember being in high school and listening to that song and being pissed. Because, ya know, feminism and all that. But now I kiiiiind of get what Burt Bacharach was saying (in a really misguided way). It’s so easy to get married and have a baby and forget to wash your hair one day and suddenly you don’t wear anything but sweatpants and you find yourself looking in the mirror like “Who is this?!” And not that I’m afraid that if I wear sweatpants Mr. Lovely is going to go running to the arms of another woman, but doesn’t he deserve a cute outfit and some lip gloss every once in a while?

Maybe I’m not expressing myself very clearly here. It feels kind of jumbled. And here’s hoping I haven’t alienated all of you lovely feminists out there. But hopefully some of you are picking up what I’m putting down. And of course I’d love to hear your opinion! If you’re in a long term relationship, do you find it important to maintain your looks for your honey? xoxo

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Henry // Two Months

Our baby guy hit the two month mark a few days ago! That’s bizarre — I’m pretty sure it was just the other day that we brought him home from…

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Our baby guy hit the two month mark a few days ago! That’s bizarre — I’m pretty sure it was just the other day that we brought him home from the hospital and were walking him back and forth across the floor all night to get him to stop crying. Sometimes I look at him and wish for time to slow down already. And we just barely got this party started!

Anyway, here’s what two month old Hank is like. He loves to eat. He sometimes likes to sleep. Naps are iffy and nighttimes are pretty good (knock on all the wood). That little sheep is his sleepy companion — it makes white noise, which helps him snooze. He loves when you tap his nose with your finger and go “Boop boop boop!” But who doesn’t like that. He’s a major fan of staring at the colored balls over his mamaRoo swing. Like, he kind of trips on them. Sometimes I take them away because I’m afraid it’s hurting his brain he loves them so much. He’s all about having smiley staring contests with dad. And dance parties with mom. He’ll slime your shoulder if you don’t cover it with a cloth when you hold him. And his least favorite thing in the world is a wet diaper. The end.

Happy two months, tiny guy! xoxo

P.S. Henry at one month!

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Married Life // New Baby

  Woah guys. I have so much to say on this subject it might as well be its own column. Ryan and I have been through a good number of…

 

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Woah guys. I have so much to say on this subject it might as well be its own column. Ryan and I have been through a good number of changes and adventures — jobs traveling the country & overseas, cross-country moves, new homes, and more. But nothing, nothing has been more intense than the experience of bringing home a baby and learning how the little one would fit into our world.

When I say intense, I don’t necessarily mean it in a negative way. In fact, mostly the intensity has been in the love that we have discovered you can have for a baby — for such tiny little things they sure know how to wrap you around their itty bitty fingers. For the first couple of weeks we would just stare at Henry, then back at each other, then back at him, marveling that all of a sudden there was another person in our midst, and that we totally made him. If that ain’t miraculous, I don’t know what is. Even more miraculous was the fact that we kept the baby alive and well in spite of having no earthly idea what we were doing.

Now that the fog has cleared a little bit and we’re getting used to life as a family of three, the reality of things is settling in and we are realizing that we need to develop some systems. Since we both work from home, we’re trying to figure out a schedule of who’s on baby duty and who is working, and when we switch. It’s something that I think will take some trial and error before we figure out what is going to work for us. But in the meantime I’m so grateful that this season in our lives has us both capable of being home with Henry to see him grow up. Which, by the way, seems to be happening insanely quickly. Just a few weeks ago he was a total potato, and now he’s laughing and smiling and reaching for things.

Mostly, it has been the greatest joy to navigate this bizarre new world of parenting with Ryan. My tired mom brain can’t come up with words that are beautiful enough to explain what it’s like to care for a baby with the person you love most. But I will tell you this — sometimes the three of us slow dance together to old Rosemary Clooney records, and in those moments there is nowhere else I’d rather be. xoxo

Photo by Scot Woodman Photography
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A Season to be Thankful

Image from MBakes. After Halloween ends, I love the quiet that settles in. This year I feel particularly cozy and nesty while we wait for baby to get here. But…

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Image from MBakes.

After Halloween ends, I love the quiet that settles in. This year I feel particularly cozy and nesty while we wait for baby to get here. But regardless of that special circumstance, I have always loved this part of the fall — where everything gets kind of soft and hazy and the vibrancy of summer is put away for a while. I love the simplicity of it all and how much joy everyone takes in those simple things. Hot drinks. Crunchy leaves. Warm socks. Baking. They’re all really simple, aren’t they? But for some reason we get to this part of the year and it all just feels so good to hibernate for a while. I’m thankful for that.

Also, this year I’m thankful for a new place to live. A baby on the way. A husband who is about to be a wonderful father. Comfort, ease, and peacefulness. Things that are pretty major but also very simple. What are you thankful for today? xoxo

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Married Life // Home Ownership

And now for your entertainment on this fine Monday morning, a (slightly disgusting) tale from the trenches of marriage and home ownership. Warning, guys: this gets a little real. So….

White Hexagon Tile

And now for your entertainment on this fine Monday morning, a (slightly disgusting) tale from the trenches of marriage and home ownership. Warning, guys: this gets a little real.

So. Before we moved into the new house, we had the original hardwood floors refinished and new kitchen and bathroom floors put in. We chose this most gorgeous, white, lovely hexagon tile for the bathroom floor and it was the very last thing to get installed before we moved in. It was grouted and sealed and we moved in while it was still setting, so we couldn’t walk in that bathroom for a day or two.

On the evening of our third night in the house, we started having plumbing problems. The other bathroom wasn’t draining properly and we were trying to fix it with a good old fashioned plunger. About an hour later, I walked to the back end of the house, passing by the bathroom with the new tile floor. And I stopped dead. Flooded. It was flooded with you-don’t-even-want-to-know-what. The toilet had overflowed and flooded the new tile, into the hallway on the hardwood and all the way into our bedroom. Just thinking back on it right now I have a sick feeling in my stomach, it was so out of control.

So there we were, three nights into our new home, a guest staying with us, barely-sealed tile completely buried under a soggy mess, all of our towels packed away in some box somewhere. We panicked for about three minutes, and then we got ourselves together. Mr. Lovely was so distraught about the tile his reaction was to just kind of freeze. My instinct is always to clean. So I made a plan and he helped me execute (keep in mind that I’m about 8 months pregnant at this point, making lots of running and fetching extremely slow). Eventually we got into a rhythm of cleaning, rinsing, scrubbing, sopping up water with rags, and we got it all cleaned. I think I scrubbed the floor three times over that night.

My point is this: home ownership is a nonstop thrill ride of things that break and things that cost a zillion dollars. And that early initiation made us realize that when terror (or an overflowing toilet) strikes, we have nobody to lean on but each other. I’m hoping that whatever else comes with owning this adorable little home will be equally manageable as a team. And by the way, the tile is fine.

Do you own a house? I would love to commiserate about your crazy tales of home ownership! xoxo

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Married Life // Getting Ready for Baby

I mean, is there such a thing as being “ready” for a baby? I’m starting to think not. You can pick the name, put together the crib (or watch your…

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I mean, is there such a thing as being “ready” for a baby? I’m starting to think not. You can pick the name, put together the crib (or watch your husband put together the crib), and paint the walls, but I don’t feel like any of that means you’re ready. But still, we’re trying to “ready” ourselves as much as we possibly can.

I guess in our heads, being ready means being educated but not crazed. Yeah, we’ve read a few books. And we’ve scheduled all of our classes so we know which end of the kid to stick the diaper on and which end to feed. And the nursery is on its way to not being a shambles. But other than that, I think we’re both mentally preparing ourselves for… um, anything. It seems like we’ve had an unspoken agreement all along that we, together, will be ready to tackle whatever changes the kiddo brings. Maybe he’ll be a great sleeper or maybe we will be up every night for the next six months. We’re ready. Maybe breastfeeding will be a breeze or maybe it’ll be a nightmare. We’re ready. Who knows? But I think the thing is, I’m feeling ready because Mr. Lovely and I are heading into parenthood with the same vibe. Basically, let’s do this — together.

I keep reading and hearing everywhere that the best thing you can do to raise a child is keep your marriage strong, secure, and on the top of your priority list. It really makes sense to me. We were the team before the kid and we’ll be the team after the kid. I think it can get to be a bit of a touchy subject, but I understand it when I hear husbands and wives say that they try to put their marriage first and their children an immediate second. Even in these pre-parenting days, I feel like it’s been so important to have the husb by my side, at doctor appointments, choosing baby stuff, making decisions. It’s a comfort and helps me feel like I have a teammate in all of it.

What’s your take? Do you think it’s out of line to prioritize a marriage over a child? Do you think they go hand in hand? Is it even possible to keep your marriage a priority in the midst of raising babies? xoxo