Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Delurk Thyself, Dear Reader!

So you've been reading my blog for awhile now, right? You wanted to weigh in on my patio table painting dilemma, but just couldn't figure out how to comment. Or maybe you thought about sharing your sympathy with me after the mustache post, but just clicked back over to Facebook after reading the post. Well, first of all, thanks for reading! And thank you to those of you who do leave me sweet nuggets of love and throw in your two cents.

It's okay, I was a lazy commenter at one point in my blog-life too (confession: I'm still a lazy commenter, but working through that problem). I understand where you're coming from. It's easier to just read the posts and keep your comments to yourself. You're a lurker, that's what you are.

You can come out of hiding now!

One of my readers emailed me a few days ago and said she felt bad that the conversation was one sided and so she wrote in with her two cents. It was great hearing from her and I'm glad she wrote me. But you know, this doesn't have to be one-sided! I really would love to read your insights, answer any questions and just know who's out there reading my blog!

So say 'hi' this week and next time a post tickles your funny bone, resonates with you spiritually, or sparks your creativity, let me know!

 It's as simple as:

  1. Click on the little link below the post that says "0 thoughts" (I'm guessing it says 'zero'... maybe it's on one or two!) 
  2. Give me your two cents on the post. Or just say hi! 
  3. Choose your identity. You can remain Anonymous, or choose a name and put your own website in, or if you have a Google account, you can sign in on that.
  4. Publish your comment and share your love with me! 

Hope to hear from you soon!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010


- I had a great time sharing about my painting at church on Sunday. I basically said the same things that I posted on here in this post and it was very well received. It was so neat to see that something that had so much personal meaning to me when I painted it could also be used to work in other people's lives. God is good.

-Speaking of painting, I've decided to part ways with my painting classes. This has been a tough decision on which I have spent a lot of time praying, thinking about and debating with Chris. I just don't see the point of continuing with painting classes that are making my blood pressure go up every time I think of them. I want my painting to be pulled from inspiration and not from pressure to turn out a certain project. I plan on continuing to paint on my own and I hope I can get back that joy I once had when starting on a painting.

-Chris is still in Japan. Three weeks and counting. He's getting antsy but I sure am enjoying the amount of communication we've been able to have. I love hearing his voice on the other end of the line when he calls and wakes me up in the middle of the night. He's super busy but I'll try to get him to write an update soon!

- I'm starting to shop for a dress for Chris' return. It's a lot of pressure searching for the perfect dress! Here's one that did not make the cut. Haha, oh my. Yes, I had fun taking photos of myself in the fitting room.

-Wanna help me narrow down my search for the perfect couch pillows? My friends got me a pay pal account and I now have some "free" money on I'm leaning towards mixing some modern florals with a geometric print. Here are a few designs I love on one, this one, and this one (not necessarily together). I also really love this one. And I'm thinking of pairing some of those with something like this or this.Our living room is pretty much an amalgamation of color and I kind of like it that way. So many choices, it's so hard to decide!!

-Oh, and in case you are wondering, yes, I'm having a great visit with my parents. But I'm pretty sure they brought the wind and rain with them. Thanks Mom and Dad!

Friday, March 26, 2010

The Little Trio

Recently I've been searching for some small white ceramic bud vases but haven't found any that I really love. While at Ross the other day, I picked up this little trio:

(you can tell I still haven't done anything about my patio table!)

I love the different textures on each vase and the sweet shape, but wasn't crazy about the blue colors. I mean, the blue is nice but not quite right for my style. 

So I headed for Home Depot and picked up some glossy white spray paint. 

I picked up some sandpaper too and just gave a light rubbing over the vases so the paint had something to grab onto. And then I sprayed. I have to be honest and say I think I was a little overzealous with my spraying. I should have done lighter coats because I got a few drips here and there. I was just so darn excited. But the textures hide the drips a little bit and I'm far from a perfectionist so it's all okay. 

Also... I totally should have done this on the grass. 

Whoops. Sorry Chris. 

 I left the little guys to dry overnight before setting them on my black shelves. (At least I did something right!)

I love them. Do you?

Have you tackled anything with spray paint recently? 

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Eat Mor Chikin

My parents really do love me. 

They brought me four boxes of chicken strips from Chick-fil-a. It was been 7 long months without the delectable goodness of Chick-fil-a on my tongue. Unfortunately there is no Chick-fil-a in Hawaii. After being a 5 minute walk from one at my parent's house to thousands of miles from one in Hawaii, I have been forced into withdrawal. 

My last Chick-fil-a before we left for Hawaii in July '09. 

 So, until Chris and I can return to the mainland again, I will ration those sweet strips of golden heaven. Apparently, they freeze pretty well and you can just pop them in the oven to heat them up! We'll see how long I can make these babies last. 

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

From Across the Globe....

My parents are coming today! Woo hoo! 

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Randomness on a Tuesday

A few random tidbits before the start of a hectic day...
  • My parents come in tomorrow! I'm excited to show them around our new home here in Hawaii and I'm especially excited for them to have a relaxing vacation. I have to admit, it's going to be a little strange being an 'only' child for 10 days. Also, since it's my house, my mom can't make me eat green beans. I'm really excited about that. ;)

  • I bought a box of Oreos the other day. Happy girl. 'Nuf said. 

  • A new friend, Megan and I went to the Salvation Army thrift store yesterday. I was a bit sad because the desk I wanted would clearly not fit into the back of my little Hyundai Elantra. But I did find this guy: 
Curious about what he'll turn into? Come back another day and I'll show you!

  • I forgot to put the trash out again today. Thankfully, I did set it out last week before I left for Japan (and an anonymous kind neighbor put it back under my car port for me!). But this is about the 12th time I've forgotten to put it out on a Monday night. Whooops!
  •  Chris is still stuck in Japan. No one knows how long the ship will be there. For now, it makes me happy because I've been able to get phone calls almost every day, talk to him on facebook chat and email with him pretty regularly. He's doing well and was even able to get off base for a real church service a few days ago! Thanks for all your prayers for my husband as he is away. We both appreciate them greatly.
  • We've been married for 10 months today. It's been amazing and I've loved every minute of being Chris' wife. Wow... how time flies!!

Well, I have a long day of cleaning the house, doing tons of laundry, shopping at the commissary (yuck),  and perhaps working on a few projects ahead of me. So, I bid you adieu and I'm off to start my day!


I thought I'd share some of pretty things we picked up in Japan last week. I love that our home is filling with meaningful treasures from our adventures together. There were so many interesting things to choose from there and I'm in love with each of purchases.

Chopstick holders. 

 Click on the picture to see them closer. 

Fabrics. I actually bought some, but I'll show you once I figure out what I'm going to do with it.

I love this sweet hand painted bowl. I'd love to fill it with some fresh flowers. 

These are actually chopstick holders (can you find them in the photo at the top??). For now they are just going to chill on our living room shelves.

Chris picked out this boat print. I love all the saturated colors. He likes the boats. :)

I thought this sake set was so pretty. Still not sure where to display it. 

 And of course we had to buy a Christmas ornament. This paper crane was perfect. 

I also got this kimono. It is reeeeally long on me and I was thinking it about getting it hemmed to just below my knees. What do you think? Would it be an abomination to cut off that much fabric? (I'd keep the fabric and do something with it, for sure) I love the color and the feel, but I think I'd be more likely to wear it (around the house) if I could actually walk in it. 

Monday, March 22, 2010

Plans for the Future.

I told you about Prophetic Art in this post a few months ago. Well, I haven't been able to go for a few weeks, but I went to another class this weekend and I'm so glad I did. I was a little reluctant because of the great frustration and negativity I am having towards my painting classes and my art in general these days. But I knew that this class would be different than the others. And it sure is. What an encouragement that class is. From the people in the class (several of whom are dear friends in our mini-church) to our teacher who is so very good at finding something he likes in each painting, to the uplifting worship music playing in the background, it was such a refreshing painting time today. So, here's what I painted (in just an hour time frame, so it's not as polished as I'd like):

Sorry for the bad quality picture. I was rushing to take a picture to show Chris earlier. 

I painted a broken watch because I feel like something I struggle with so often is this notion of "my time". I have certain plans for my life and I want them to play out exactly how I picture them. But God says, 'No, they'll play out how I have planned them and in that way, they will be perfect.' 

For example, I often say to friends that my only career goal is to be a mom and it seems like these days, everyone from my very best friend to the strangers whose blogs I read are pregnant! And I'm struggling with feeling a bit left behind ( though still excited for all my preggo buddies). Chris and I are not even trying and we've both agreed that we want to wait before starting a family but I still struggle with that sense of feeling like I want to control my life on my terms instead of God unfolding His plans for us on His terms. 

So, the broken watch is representative of God smashing my idea of 'my' time and replacing it with His time and His plans, which are far more perfect than my own. So now it's sitting on my shelf in my living room as a reminder to "chill out" and let God do His thing. 

"For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11

Sunday, March 21, 2010

At Just the Right Time

Before Chris left on deployment, we visited the Navy Exchange for some essentials. While there, he left me sitting outside on the lanai for about 45 minutes while he 'bought me a deployment present'. When we got home, he made me go into the bathroom while he hid it in the house. I waited for him to present it to me at the right time before he left. But he never did. And then, when I searched every nook and cranny in the house that weekend, I found nothing (that's not true--I found sweet notes hidden around the house, but no present!)

So, I emailed Chris and said,  "WHERE'S MY PRESENT??". Well, I said it a little nicer but just asked if I had missed a hint somewhere. He replied in his usual way, "I have my resources, you'll get your present at the right time." And so I waited.

I found a note from the florist on my front door and these flowers on my back porch table yesterday afternoon. He arranged months ahead of time to have them sent to the house on my birthday (He did the same thing for Valentine's Day!). Attached was a sweet note. 

Seeing his handwriting on that note and the flowers he picked out just for me made him feel just a little bit closer for my birthday. 

Friday, March 19, 2010

Happy Birthday to meeee!!

Today is my 24th birthday. Anyone who knows me well will you tell you that I loooove birthdays... specifically MY birthday. There's just something magical about a day centered around you.. or maybe I'm just an attention whore. Today I will celebrate by heading to the beach with some friends and then getting ready for a little cookout action at our house later tonight. 

So far, the best part of my day has been opening this present from my mama. 

It can only go downhill from here. 

Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto.

That's about the extent of Japanese that I knew going into my trip... and it's about the extent of the Japanese I know now. And I'm sad to say that we didn't see any robots or Godzillas last week. Despite those letdowns, it was a spectacular week.

 We got lots of time together and were able to travel to several different cities around the area. Our first train experience was on the way to Kamakura, where we met up with some friends who had just moved to Japan, sampled some Japanese street food and saw a three story tall Buddha built in the 14th century.

In Yokohama Chinatown, we munched some roasted chestnuts, spent time debating over which pottery to buy (apparently, I like "wrapping paper designs" while Chris is more of a traditionalist), and did not sample the roasted ducks and shark fin soup. 

We took another train ride to Roppongi and walked down to Tokyo Tower where we rode the elevator up and watched the sunset over the city of Tokyo. As we left the observation deck, we went to get off the elevator at what we thought was the right floor, and I was shocked as the elevator doors quickly closed between my husband and myself! It took me several tries to get back to the right floor and by the time I finally found my husband (not on the floor I left him!), I was a bit agitated. I'm sure you will be glad to know that even after months apart, we can still act like a normal couple and get annoyed at each other. :) I assure you we didn't stay annoyed for long though. 

We spent two nights at the New Sanno hotel in Tokyo where we had an exciting Teppanyaki (Japanese steakhouse) dinner celebration for my birthday and were shocked to discover an entire shop devoted to chopsticks (and some that were over $5,000!!).

And on our last night together, we hopped over to Shibuya, the busiest intersection in the world, known to some as the "Timesquare of Japan". 

Besides all the fun day trips and the adventure of hopping on trains without knowing if they were actually going where we wanted, we also had lots of sweet down time together and I was reminded yet again of the amazing best friend I have in my husband. What a blessing to have conversations face to face and to share little moments in the day that we miss when we are apart. Even the mundane moments were sweet because we were together (ok, you have permission to gag now). Overall, it was a fantastic visit and I'm so thankful that God orchestrated all the details of this trip. 

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The 'Stache

In July 2008, Chris went on a month long mountaineering expedition in Alaska and he came home looking like this:

After years of his short Naval Academy hair style, I loved this shaggy look. But then of course, the shagginess turned into this:

An Ode to "Goose".

I was not a fan of the mustache. My fiance had suddenly turned into a very creepy version of himself. He didn't get many kisses that week. Eventually he had to shave it for school, but ever since then, he has been scheming and planning for the perfect time to grow it back. 

And so he had been looking forward to his first deployment, simply so he could grow out that fuzzy lip caterpillar (maybe for other reasons too, but I think this one topped the list). 

There it is. The 'stache. 

Having not seen any pictures of the 'stache before our reunion in Japan, I was a little wary about whether I'd be creeped out by my own husband. But thankfully, it wasn't as bad as I feared and I got used to his fuzzy face last week. And no, I did not deprive the man of any kisses, that is for sure. I'm absolutely head over heels for this man and he will always be the most handsome man in the world to me. 

He is adamant about keeping it for homecoming but I will be sure to have the clippers ready to go when we walk through the door!

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Lindsay Marcheta, will you be my wife?

Yesterday I promised a post on Chris' mustache today but I forgot our camera cord at home, so you'll just have to wait. I know you were probably on the edge of your couch cushion with anticipation, so I apologize. Once I get the post up, you won't be disappointed. I promise. 


Two years ago today, Chris asked me to be his wife. I love our story, so today you get to join me as I remember that fabulous day.

March 2008, I was two months into a missions internship in Acapulco, Mexico. I was living in an orphanage and working in a street kid center.

I'd love to say that I was enjoying every minute, but it was a difficult ride and one in which God was teaching me lots of lessons. Chris decided to come down for a visit and some moral support. We spent the week doing some snorkeling, haggling in the markets and eating scrumptious tacos al pastor.

A few days after he arrived, Chris told me he wanted to take me on a date. We did a little research and found a great restaurant. He insisted that it had to be on the beach with a view of the sunset. He also bought me a beautiful new dress. We had an amazing dinner of shrimp, lobster tails, steak and chicken, complimented by a few Coronas (of course!)

I was feeling spoiled and loved. But I had no idea what was coming. I was clueless. 

As the sun began to sink lower in the sky, Chris suddenly decided it was time to go. He was very adamant that we had to be on the beach for sunset. So without even waiting for the check, we went to find the waiter and pay our bill before we sprinted off the back deck onto the beach. (Okay, it felt like we were sprinting. Chris claims we were just walking.) 

We walked along the beach and I remember telling Chris, "Slow down. There's no rush to get anywhere. Let's just enjoy the sunset." But he said he wanted to get up to a cluster of boulders a few yards away. 

Once we got to the boulders, Chris asked me to ask one of the Mexican families nearby to take our photo. 

And then he asked the man to take one more. 

And he got down on his knee and said, "Lindsay Marcheta, will you be my wife?" Oh, it makes my heart thump just thinking of that moment.

 What you can't see is that my face is bright red. I was so surprised. We had been talking about engagement alot that week and Chris had me convinced that a proposal wasn't coming for another few months. What can I say, I'm dense. I didn't even know he liked me until five years after our friendship began. 

After a chorus of yeses bubbled out of my mouth, we made our way down the beach, spent a few blissful hours sitting on an abandoned life guard stand drinking grocery store wine, and then we made our way to a friend's house to phone our families (who were all in on the secret and waiting the whole week for the phone calls!)

The proposal was perfect. He knew that a pretty new dress would make me feel like a princess. He knew that I would want to have pictures of the moment so that years later we could look back and relive the exhilaration we both felt. I love that we were surrounded by vacationing Mexican families who cheered and clapped and yelled "Beso! Beso!" (Kiss! Kiss!). 

I am so blessed to be married to this man. He understands me more than anyone ever has. He loves me so well and has found the perfect balance between making me feel like a precious treasure and keeping me grounded! He is the goofiest guy I know and at the same time, one of the wisest and smartest men I've ever met. I'm so thankful that I get to go through this life with him by my side. 

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

I'm flying First Class, Up in the Sky...

As I type, I am sitting in our hotel suite in Japan, eating gummy coke bottles (I know it's 6am, but they are just sitting here on the desk and I LOVE them!) and thinking about the goodness of God and how He brought me through Passport Panic, Lone Traveler Leeriness, No Hotel Nightmare and everything in between. It's been a roller coaster ride of emotions while preparing for this trip and I can't tell you how overjoyed I am to finally be here and recharge with my husband.

I flew Delta on the way over here. I haven't flown Delta in a while, so I was surprised at the luxury provided in the coach class. First was the spa-like atmosphere. Well, you know, being the only American on a flight to Japan, all I heard was the dull buzz of conversations that I had no hope of eaves-dropping on. So, I zoned out.

 I also had the privilege of receiving a back massage throughout the entire 8 hour flight. At first, I thought, "Wow, they've got massage chairs on these flights??" Oh, no, it's just the four year old behind me kicking the seat. He was pretty good at getting at my lower lumbar region and all the way up by my shoulder-blades too.

Lastly was the three course meal. No, I'm serious this time. The attendant dude handed me a menu card at the beginning of the flight and I was amazed. We got a shrimp cocktail appetizer, a "seasonal green" salad, and a choice of either sliced beef with Thai coconut sauce or Asian soy chicken breast with rice and carrots. (Since I'm a sucker for anything Thai and tend to flee from anything soy, I chose the first option) We also got bread and butter! AND free beer and wine! The Thai beef was actually quite delectable and I was impressed.

Not so impressed with the "Pre Arrival Light Meal"though.

Soba noodles.

 Do you know what those are? Because I didn't and probably never will because the cold, gray noodles in the tray looked like brains and I didn't eat them. I'm sure the Japanese make delicious Soba noodles but I'm also sure Delta does not.

After going through immigration and customs, I checked in at the DoD shuttle desk and patiently (not really) waited for my love to arrive. And arrive he did. I love those reunion moments. So precious.

Overall, thumbs up on the travel. Come back tomorrow to read all about my husband's mustache. Let's just say I can't keep my hands off him (Ok, that might not be the mustache but whatever.)

Friday, March 5, 2010

Bedroom Phase One: Curtain Call

Remember my plans to give our bedroom (and backyard) a face lift? Well, the jury is still out on what to do with that patio table, but I've started Phase One in the bedroom.

Somehow, the majority of our house has ended up with some scheme of blue and green. It's soothing and invigorating all at the same time. Here's a glimpse of the room right after we moved in:

(Love that quilt made my sister-in-law, Jen, but just not right for the bed!)

Boooring. After going through a few different bedding options, I decided on a plush white comforter. I bought a few colorful pillows for the bed and decided on some great curtains from Pier One. 

So, here's how I tackled that. I bought a curtain rod at Ross for $13.99. Great deal compared to the ones at Target for over $25!  Only problem was, it was this color:

Um, gross. So, I spray painted it black. I already had some extra spray paint laying around from this project, so all I did was rough it up a little with some sand paper and spray that baby. Perfect! 

Now I had to tackle getting the curtain rod up. Not a one woman job (at least not for this woman). So, I asked a friend to come over. Not only did she help with handing me screws and drill bits, but she took these lovely pictures to prove to the world that I indeed can use power tools. 

It was a pretty easy procedure and I think they look fabulous! 

So far, it hasn't fallen on my head, so I think it's pretty successful! There's still   more to do to the room before Chris comes home. We don't have a dresser, I have empty frames on the wall, and I'm still trying to decide if I should go through the trouble of painting the walls. Plus, I'm scouring Etsy for some more awesome pillows. Maybe something patterned like this or this.

Stay tuned for more updates!

P.S. Plans for Operation Visit Hubby have been changed a bit and we are working on figuring some things out. Please pray for us as we make decisions on the best way to get me there for a sweet reunion!