One mans trash...

I dont know if anyone knows this or not but I LOVE buttons.
Especially vintage ones.

Whenever I find shoes, pants, hats, gloves, anything with a button on it I instantly am attracted to it. Matt always teases me about my love affair with buttons. I would love to somehow incorporate buttons into the theme of our wedding one day. That would be wonderful.

A few months ago we were at our favorite antique shop and I found this jar FULL of antique buttons for four dollars. I have no idea why I didn't buy it but I should have because the next time I went in I couldn't find it.

Here are a few things I have learned for when you got antique or thrift shopping:

1. Never go without money You'll end up finding something you love and be incredibly sad that you dont have the 5 or 6 dollars for your little treasure.

2. If you find something you love and can afford it, buy it! If this is a good antique or thrift shop then the place is most likely a mess and you will never, and I mean never, find it again. (unless you're buying something large like an antique stove, sofa, chair, cabinet, etc.)

3. Make sure you check everywhere on your item to make sure it is not broken, stained, or harmed in any other way. Obviously it is very sad to come home with something and then find out something is wrong with it. But I double check everything before I buy it, especially since I'm on my own now and spending money is kind of a big deal.

Here's hoping

I called starbucks today.
They said that they will be setting up interviews next week and will call me then.
Here's to hoping thats true.


I need a second job so badly. I really enjoy working at famous footwear but the hours are so random.It is far too stressful to never know if you'll make enough to pay the bills.Maybe I'll start selling art on etsy? Maybe... I dont know.

And one more thing...

I feel like I am acceptionally ordinary lately.

I'm tired of being in this funk. I need a hobby.

Misfit.

If I was a toy I'm pretty sure I'd be one of these:




It seems the more I learn about myself the more I come to realize that I am just a different breed. And I'm ok with that. Thank goodness God has provided me with some other misfits to share this patch of land with.So I suppose I haven't been writting in here that much lately. I wish I could say I have been busy doing other things but honestly I just have had nothing to say. Things have been going smoothly. I am all moved in to my new home and enjoying having room mates. I thought it was going to be a much more difficult process than it was (considering I'm an only child so I figured I would be awkward living with other people my age) but both Sarah and Hilary are very laid back girls and I am enjoying their company.
I also recently decided to part ways with my wisdom teeth. We just weren't getting along. They wanted to grow in where there was no place for them, so the rest of my mouth and I had a meeting about it and voted them out. Sorry wisdom teeth.I have also been in a weird funk where I deeply want to read and get engulfed by a good story but it seems every time I pick up a book my mind just trails away with other nonsense and I can't focus on the words on the page. Let me know if you have a cure for that.-Leesha

Things that make me happy.

To all who want to know how to bribe your way into my love:



This is definitely the stuff to get me. I also found out today that I love helping lead worship.
I have never been brave enough to sing with a mic in hand and especially in front of other people but I actually ended up really enjoying it. It was so fun to hang out with some friends and junior high ladies and praise God :)

Nesting

So I am all moved in and now am in the process of nesting.



Nesting: -verb (used without object)to settle in or as if in a nest.
My first night was honestly really rough for me. It felt like I was in someone's guest bedroom but somehow they got ahold of all my stuff and put it in there for me (talk about a creepy welcome). I also have never been homesick before so I had NO idea how to handle such a thing so I of course called Matt (at two in the morning mind you, bless his heart) and he came over and brought me ibuprofen to calm me down. I have found myself a winner ladies and gentleman!So after a few days of being here I have really come to be quite comfortable here but to feel complete I need to nest. I need to make this space my own and although all my things are here I feel I need to do more to make myself comfortable in this room. So I have a decoration project on my hands and I am really excited about it. The thing is that I can't paint or remove the boarder on the wall (its Craig Massie's old room and has a sports pattern on it. Farthest thing from my personality as you can get) so I need to find a good way to cover it up without damaging anything or spending a lot of money. I love a challenge. Some rooms I find inspiring:






(notice the stuffed totoro in the corner)

Goodbye.

It's my last night living with my parents.
My room looks naked without my decorations and books.
Matt will be here bright and early to help me move.



Here's to a new adventure!
Cheers!