When it rains in Southern California

I was a bit bummed when I woke up this morning. Why? Because I had plans. I got someone to cover my regular 7 AM on weekends job so I could wake up with the sun, go on a long walk with my pup and spend the rest of the afternoon reading in the sun, then I had plans to see a shakespeare by the sea play. But there was no sun. Instead, there was rain. To preface: California is in a severe drought. So once I got over myself and got over the fact that there was no sun. I embraced it. Rain is a great thing. It doesn't judge when you are lazy and still in your loungewear at noon and that's A-OK in my book. 

After, the hubs made me brunch. He's a trooper, he's cooked me meals everyday for the last 3 weeks.  I only thought it'd be fair to do the dishes. After I did dishes for what seemed like an eternity. I grabbed my pup and my camera and went exploring our little beach town. I love roaming the neighborhoods and seeing all the houses with character and the pretty gardens. Then I also love that I can walk to the beach. Today was lovely. I watched kids braving the rain and jumping in the water with their clothes on. I listened to the silence of hardly anyone on the sand. And I embraced the pounding of the waves and marveled at how blue the water was. 

At some point in time, I tried to take Buhle on a photoshoot, but she was being a difficult model. The pictures of her are the saddest pictures I think I've ever seen of her outside. So we moved on from that idea. ;) 

Overall, it was a great day. I love exploring my little beach town. I always find something new. I urge you to take a moment and look around your neighborhood. It may surprise you to find out how charming your neighborhood is. 

Happy Weekend, my friends. 

Nesting: We got a monster and her name is trouble.

It seems rather odd that I'd start this blog as one of my beginning posts rather than filling in the blanks on other things but, oh well, the world has not crumbled yet from a jumbled storyline.  

And then there were three. 

My other half and I very recently added a puppy to our mix. She's a precious little labsky, born on July 5, 2014. Fun Fact: She was born on our wedding day. We took that as a sign of fate and went for it.  Her name is Buhle Alexandria Suikerbossie Venter. 

It's a mouthful but we call her Buhle (boo-lay) for short. It's a Xhosa name for beauty and Suikerbossie is Afrikaans for sugarbush, an endearing term like honey or sweetie. 

The first day we had her she was extremely mellow. By 3 am, she was a completely different dog. She pulled a full Jekyll and Hyde and became a monster, a cute monster.

Having a puppy is like a baby. There are tons of sleepless nights and they pee and poo everywhere. We have been crate training her and it has not been fun. She cries for hours and hours. If anyone has any tips, please send me your knowledge. 

Then there are those moments, when your husband tells you when you come home from work, "She won't sleep and hasn't slept for hours," and in that moment she snuggles up next to you and falls asleep. Precious. I'm totally in love with her. 

This spunky, stubborn girl is going to be trouble. I knew it the moment I looked into her baby blue-eyes.