garden gnomes and other interests

Today I bought something that very much excited me. It was a spesh that Scot said we could get for the new house. I'm very much into items that are a bit whimsical in nature and add personality to our home. However, because we're afraid someone would steal this beautiful treasure, I'm going to put it somewhere in the house. I haven't decided where it should go yet, but I'm thinking somewhere in the office or possibly in the living room. He does look very sweet on the grass though. He's such a little cutie! Any name suggestions?




We're still in the process of beautifying our home...




The shower has been completed, and the wallpaper is all gone. Scot scraped the popcorn ceilings off this afternoon, and we're well on our way to a completed bathroom! It's just going to be lovely! If you'd love to see the entirety of our home, maybe you should come see it...

In other news, Scot's busy season at work seems to be over. I've very much been looking forward to that! Friday evening, we watched a movie and ate chili that Scot made. He makes the best chili! It's not too spicy, but still flavorful. It's his secret recipe. We enjoyed just spending time with each other. Neither of us worked on stuff around the house, and it was a great time had by all involved. Sometimes, I wish we could just spend everyday all day together. I sure do love him!

Speaking of work, we've just completed a series of lessons at church on working and the purpose of it. It was very insightful, and prompted much discussion at the Jackson household. The last lesson in the series was this morning. He talked about the idea of your work not defining you as a person. Sometimes it's easy to get caught in the "Taylor: the photographer" trap. My work becomes so important, that I forget to be the person God created me to be. Although being a photographer is definitely what I do, it's not who I am. I AM a child of God, created to bring Him glory. If I can do that, then I'm fulfilling my purpose.

Something very random - right now, Scot is over speaking to our neighbor whose dog has been barking for about two hours straight. Can people not hear? We just watched "Marley and Me" this afternoon, and all of those warm fuzzy feelings that it gave about being a dog owner have been completely yanked away over the past two hours. If you can't keep a dog quiet, you don't need a dog.



It was a pretty amazing movie though. I cried a lot. Even if you're not a dog person, you should definitely rent this tear jerker.