Hello and welcome!

My name is Sarah. I’m a born and raised Texas girl. I’m married to my best friend, Dicky, who I have known since the 6th grade. We have 3 precious girls who mean the world to us.

We are very involved in our church and community and that’s how we spend much of our time. But one of my favorite things to do is spend time at home with my family.

I think that makes me a homebody.

So one cup of coffee at a time, we work together to create a home where we can raise our girls.

I’m so glad that you’re here with me and I can’t wait to start sharing all of my projects and home decor ideas with you. I know that we will have fun learning and doing this together.

But before we do that, let me tell you how I got here.

Because if you would have told me even two months ago that I would start a blog, I would NOT have believed you. I may have even shrugged my shoulders and given you that emoji face with the big eyes.

You know the one I’m talking about. 😳

But isn’t that how God works sometimes? He opens those doors as quickly as He closes them. I’ve learned that His plan is so beautiful and perfect so I’m trusting Him and walking through the door into the blogging world. I certainly have a lot to learn but I know that where God guides, He provides.

So this whole God moving quickly thing has happened to us a lot over the last several months. We just moved in March. Moved from the home that I said I would NEVER leave. The home where I fell in love with DIY (it was built in the 80s). The home that we created so many memories in. The home that we had just put hardwood floors in.


Here it is! I took this picture as we were pulling away. I’m surprised I could even see through the tears to take a pic.

And here we are having our last meal together before we said goodbye!

I also used to take a picture of them on the fireplace for every season and occasion under the sun.

So here is one last fireplace picture. P.S Molly broke her toe the week we were moving so that was awesome.

Sigh. Back to the moving thing.

I can still remember exactly what happened the day that God flung that door open for us to move. I was pulling out of my parents’ driveway and saw a sign in the yard across the street. The sign said “COMING SOON”.

Since it had been a whopping 60 seconds since I had talked to my mom, I figured it was time for a phone call. I called her and said something along the lines of “Hey! Wouldn’t it be so much fun if we were neighbors?!” Wait. What. Did I just say that? Then she goes on to say something like “You should just go check out the floorplan. I think you’d love it.”

My wheels were turning. But remember. I had said I would never leave our last house.

Later that night, after the kids were in bed, I said to my husband, “So…the house across the street from my parents is for sale.”

Deep breath and pause.

I waited for him to say no. But guess what he said? “We should go look at it.” There’s that emoji face with the big eyes again. 😳

So we walked through the house together. You know, just for fun. Because I wasn’t going to move. 😉 Later that night, we both looked at each other and said “It just feels right. Let’s pray about it.” But so much would have to happen for it to work out. The house we wanted was about to go on the market and we hadn’t even listed our house yet. And we have 3 kids. 3 girls. Do you know how many clothes, baby dolls, barbies, and shopkins that is?!

But we prayed hard. We prayed that God would slam the door shut if it wasn’t right and we kept moving forward. We got our house ready to sell in 3 days (thanks to my mom, the hopefully soon to be neighbor), they accepted our contingent offer, then our house sold in less than 24 hours.

God had made it pretty clear to us that this was His plan.

But we had to move fast.

Of course we had 2 kiddos’ birthdays to celebrate, a party planned where we would have 20ish girls at the house, and a “helpful” little two year old.

Things moved so fast that we hardly had time to process. Our kids were excited but also a little sad and scared at the same time. I tried to think of things I could do for them. Things to give them to look forward to. They had been sharing a room for years and they would get their own room now. I asked what they wanted in their rooms.

Maggie, without hesitation, said she would love a new wall calendar.

Molly dreamed of having a desk.

And this brings me to the first DIY tutorial that I can’t wait to share with you. You’re going to love it and it may even be something that you can do with your kiddo. So stay tuned until next time!