Celebratory moments

This week marked a celebratory moment.
This past Sunday, Olive and I celebrated our six months of marriage.

For better or for worse, we are together forever.
And I’m happy about that, so happy.

On Monday, Olive helped me ring in 1989.
And it’s 2014. The disparity is only 25 years.

Olive baked baby pumpkin pies, crocked up some shredded buffalo chicken, performed a magical act of constructing a Reese’s peanut butter ball, and oh yes, let’s not forget about that mouth watering queso.

The first guest that arrived was Kori. She spent the entire day with Olive.

The second guest, Morgan, entered wearing a bright red vest. Probably reminiscent of the latter days of burning red.

The third guest, Mr. Ben, ended up stripping down and borrowed my shirt that says: “Not a lot going on at the moment.” Guess he was feelin’ 22.

The fourth guest, Mrs. Lauren Carpenter. She didn’t know what to expect but her expectations were highly exceeded. She danced the night away.

The fifth guest, my big brother Chris. He came more for my wife’s food than for the music. He’s a traditionalist and this was a new experience for him. A first time, Taylor listening party experience.

The sixth guest, wild Stephanie. At this moment, the party was almost complete. Guests rushed to the table like vultures loading their plates with tummy-yummies. It was an imperfectly perfect moment. I like to watch everyone’s eyes light up when they experience Olive’s cooking.

After the eating marathon, the music began. By the second song, I began to muppet dance. Steph joined in. Then Lauren. Then Chris. It was a wild moment that will only happen once. The fan fiction story left Stephanie with the prize of her life, a 1989 album in hand. She’s ready for a new season and is ready for a new sound track. She’s ready to experience a new love!

The dance off to shake it off encouraged friends to shake it-shake it. The Polaroids transported people back to the 1980’s. My friends will never go out of style. Especially with twenty-second, shake-it-off, Polaroid memories.

But in the end, the music ignited the dancing, lit the hearts of listeners, and even opened the door for a romantic slow dance with my Olly. It felt like no one else was in the room as I stared into her blue eyes and we both chomped.

#1989

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Olive’s Dark Chocolate Avocado Cookies

Dark Chocolate Avocado Cookies

Preheat oven to 350•

– 3 avocados (ripe so they are soft but not brown)
– 1 cup coconut sugar
– 2 eggs
– 1 cup dark chocolate cocoa powder
– 1 tsp vanilla
– 1 tsp almond flavor
– 3/4 cup dark chocolate chips or chunks

Just blend all ingredients together!

Dough will be really sticky but that’s fine, just use a spoon to dole out the cookies into the cookie sheet.
If you want to add a little something into it, you can add almond or shredded coconut to taste! Go wildz!

Bake each batch 8-10 minutes.

These are so good if you like dark chocolate! These are also ok to serve to those with diabetes (the coconut sugar breaks down a lot slower so blood sugar doesn’t spike as drastically as regular sugar), dairy allergies or gluten intolerance! Rock’n’roll! Eating healthy doesn’t have to be boring.

Broz

I’m currently reading the book, “Love Does,” by Bob Goff.
This is probably the best book I’ve ever read.
I am completely hooked.

The book is encouraging me to be a better friend and a better husband. Yet, at the same time, still realizing I’m not perfect and need Jesus to ignite my life and set it on fire.

Last weekend, I embarked on the 2014 TVC Men’s retreat with my buddy Johno. The retreat was a refreshing time to draw closer to the Lord by means of fellowship, worship, and sermon time w/Pastor Mike Minter.

Jesus is one of the most welcoming individuals I’ve ever met. I’m encouraged to be a man of integrity — and in its entirety, be more like Jesus. Yes, that means giving away all of what holds me down in exchange for His extraordinary plan.

My buddy Johno is one of the kindest and most genuine people you will ever meet. He encourages me by prayer and hang-times that I have the opportunity…no wait, the privilege to know Christ, and be transformed by grace no matter if I feel like a horrible friend or a lousy husband for the week. God looks at my struggles, takes them as His own, and tells me I’m loved. I’m thankful for my buddy/brother who doesn’t think those things about me. God uses friendships as a way to show how much He loves us.

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