"Favorites" catch-up and Sunday pictures.

august.ninth.through.twelfth.

My king sized bed. I'm in love. Naptime, morning time, bedtime, anytime. It's like melty cloud-like heaven, calling me home.

Arctic Circle milkshakes. Where Mr. Keller and I grew up, there was one fast food joint and it was the Great AC. I remember always going for after school fries and free courtesy cones; that and raiding Paul's Market with our free doughnut coupons. Arctic Circle is in our blood. And no one else even comes close to making a better shake. Our latest favorite is Moosetracks. Yum.

Goodwill hunting. I cannot express the sheer joy I find in the thrill of the thrift-store/yard sale hunt. I love it so much I made a business out of it. It was that, or go broke. And here we are three years later, with paint still in our hair.

Sunday evenings. The unpleasantries of church with kids is more than made up for with how early they go to bed sunday evenings. They, of course, miss naptime and by the end of the night, there are a few meltdowns, but Mr. Keller and I love our sunday evenings together. They are quiet, sweet and somehow different than other evenings. I find myself looking forward to them each week.

our sunday in pictures

{first time wearing a suit, sigh!}




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