(the other) mr. & mrs. redmon

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IMG_7889Brothers.

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IMG_7914So done. Been there!

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IMG_7942Last Saturday I welcomed another member into the “I Married a Redmon” club  (we have t-shirts ..and earplugs). Despite the sinister, dark clouds the day before and the blanket of pollen currently covering the state of Georgia, it was just the loveliest Spring day for Scott & Summer’s wedding. We had a lot of brunch, a lot of cake (they had FIVE different cakes; I vote to make this a mandatory wedding feature), and a lot of laughs. That last one is simply unavoidable when you gather so many family members at one table. Now, I have a lot of jealousy as they honeymoon around Ireland, although these wedding flowers about the house are helping ease that a bit. Excuse me while I appreciate how Andrew looks in those suspenders. Congratulations Summer and Scott! April weddings are pretty much the best, yeah? (;

redmon thanksgiving in franklin, tennessee

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This past week of celebrating Thanksgiving and visiting family has left me flat-out exhausted. Every year Andrew and I make time to drive up to Tennessee around the holidays so we can see his family. We usually spend about 3 days but this time around we only had 24 hours + drive time. And yet we still managed to fit in our typical list of activities! The schedule looked something like this:

  • Drive to Tennesee
  • Visit Andrew’s grandfather and grandmother at their nursing home
  • Walk around downtown Franklin while waiting on our calzones
  • Visit aunts, uncle, and cousins
  • Visit our dear friend Rachel and meet her pup Darcy
  • Check in at our hotel and crash for six hours
  • Back to aunt’s house and score some sweet vintage tea pots from his grandmother
  • Visit Woodlawn, the cemetary where the ashes of Andrew’s lovely mother Deborah are kept
  • Head to the Vanderbilt/Wake Forest football game
  • Dinner with the in-laws and then back on the road to Georgia

So, yeah. I’m a little bit tired ;) It was wonderful seeing Rachel and all of our family though! I’m grateful we were able to squeeze in that time, even if it was only a day. This past year has seen a lot of loss on my side of the family and it’s a constant reminder to take advantage of and appreciate the time you have with loved ones.

Favorite moment of the weekend: The nursing home staff brought in Andrew’s grandfather’s dinner and he insisted that he pick up the dinner tab for everyone, just like he always did throughout his life. Such a sweet man.

how to decorate for christmas

IMG_6389 1. Tell your husband on November 1st that you’d like to decorate. Now. He will laugh because he thinks you’re kidding.

IMG_63652. Agree on an acceptable middle ground decoration day and write it in your planner. Write it bigger than you did your anniversary. Circle it twice.

IMG_63723. Make a Pinterest board to pass the time. Your house will look nothing like these pins.

IMG_63834. Promise your sister and husband a fun-filled afternoon complete with hot cocoa and a movie marathon. Chuckle to yourself as they fall for it.

IMG_63805. Drag them to several stores and as your husband eyes the overflowing cart wearily, reassure him that you have planned out the budget wholly. Chuckle to yourself as he falls for it.

IMG_64176. Unload your treasures into the living room and watch as your dogs cower at the sheer amount of glitter billowing from the army of bags.

IMG_63717. Overreact when your helpful volunteers suggest taking a small break before decorating.

IMG_63408. Discuss the different strategies of assuring the snowflakes are all hanging at the exactly correct height. Sob inwardly when your sister tells you that is not happening and questions how you made it through childhood without the aid of medication. Tell her you’re not entirely sure.

IMG_63949. Take a break for leftover pizza. And perhaps a few Ibuprofen.

IMG_637510. Stress headache be damned, push forward and assemble the tree.

IMG_637711. Tidy and perfect insignificant details before photographing.

IMG_636312. Scoff when anyone asks why you’re photographing everything. Explain that it is for your blog. Realize how stupid the word “blog” is. Resolve to never say it out loud again.

IMG_633213. Select the perfect filter on Instagram and present your masterpiece as the result of a carefree afternoon. Pat yourself on the housewife back as your followers click “like”.

IMG_632814. Reward yourself with bougie holiday-themed chocolate bars.

 

crisp

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We are really loving this weather over here. Cool, chilly, and even downright cold are my absolute favorite especially in comparison to Georgia summer. This weekend was spent decorating the house for Christmas and I couldn’t be happier to be paired up with a guy that doesn’t mind as I indulge my crazy. I’ll share some photos of the finished product tomorrow!

Also, if that first photo of Andrew and Benji doesn’t melt your heart then you might just be a lost cause. These pups (and husband ;)) are so stinkin’ cute.

mountain mama

When describing the South to someone not from ‘round here, I usually end up mentioning that there’s a big difference between rednecks and the other types of Southerners. One of those other types is the Southern mountain folk. Think moonshine instead of chewing “tabacca”. Another way to categorize Southerners is the filthy rich and the dirt poor. I come from the dirt poor who came from the mountain folk who came from Ireland. So, it’s no wonder I never identified with the redneck town I grew up in. I felt really out of place the whole time, actually. It was during the annual trek to Ellijay & Blue Ridge for the family reunion that my heart danced with anticipation of that crisp mountain air.

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That annual trip at the Second Sunday of August always included a stop at Mercier Orchards to load up on produce and apple cider doughnuts. This year was no different and I loved including Andrew in that tradition. When you leave your parents house, there are a lot of moments in your first year where you decide which traditions to keep for yourself and your household. This is definitely one of those things.

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I’ll stop with the words now, because I took way too many photos. But if you’re ever in the area this place is a MUST. Also, Adventure Trail Rides is a horse riding business owned by my Callihan cousins – check them out!

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