100 things:

no pictures today. i started this list a while ago and finally came about to finishing it. some of the things are sadly out of date, though most will remain true for a very long time to come. :) thought it was a neat idea...

my name is lauren.
my parents named me after lauren becall.
i don’t know why, but her pictures are glamorous.
i am half japanese & half caucasian, all sorts.
people always ask me about that.
sometimes i don’t feel like i belong to either ethnicity.
i have really green eyes.
but they disappear when I laugh or smile big.
i always tear up when I laugh.
i never grew very tall, i round up to 5’-1”.
sadly i am terrible at wearing heals.
i fit just under hubby’s chin.
he likes that.
i married my high school sweetheart.
we are still in love.
he is amazing.
he likes chocolate, i like fruit, and it all works out in the end.
i didn’t know i had curly hair until i was 17, i thought it was just frizzy.
at one time i was convinced i had dark brown hair.
i live in seattle. my hair is black
i rejoiced at the discovery of the flat iron.
i was born in escondido, ca.
part of me will always be there.
the smell of geraniums will always remind me of my grandmother.
i am an only child.
i am just like my dad.
he inspired me to pursue architecture.
i call my mom daily
we are very close.
i wish they didn’t live so far away.
i want to have a big family.
i love inky pens and swing jackets with large buttons.
i love the look of cursive, even illegible cursive like mine.
i have mastered architectural lettering.
i use it when i am not being lazy.
i am entirely right brained.
i work in an engineering department, how did that happen?
i am ever visual.
i won’t watch scary movies.
they become embeded in my imagination &it is not worth the trouble.
i have a short attention span.
i have a hard time finishing a project.
i love starting them.
i am constantly overwhelmed by the creativity around me.
i am an artist.
i have yet to settle on a medium.
i constantly misplace my keys, purse, cell phone & work badge.
i will keep track of my kids with one of those kid leashes attached to my person somehow.
i love oversized glass hurricanes.
i’m inspired by william morris, the smell of soap & dessert wine.
my limit is 1 drink.
cosmopolitan, heavy on the juice please.
we drank escencia on our honeymoon & it always takes me back there.
i have the most golden memories of backpacking in europe.
i will do that again.
i love vintage dishware.
i have a vast collection of jadite.
i use it every day.
i love lamps with drum shades.
i listen to bands that don’t exist yet :)
i can’t sleep with the blankets all mussed up or the closet doors open.
i have vivid dreams.
i work at a bland beige cube under fluorescent lighting
i have a count down at my desk.
i hope to start my own venture.
my favorite color is green, it has such depth.
i have an old soul.
i have never pierced my ears.
i have had 6 surgeries.
i can feel the weather change.
i like simple clothes and patterns.
i like brights and neutrals, not much in between.
but i look for shape, proportion, and texture before i consider color.
i love both brie and a sharp English cheddar.
i recently discovered a love for kalamata olives.
my voice is not recognized by any automated telephone system.
i grew up in an acapella church.
i have new appreciation for mid century aesthetic, though only in tasteful doses.
i have an eames chair on my porch.
i use it as a decadent plant stand.
james taylor speaks to something in my childhood that i will never loose.
something about sour grass, paper bark trees & drippy sand castles.
i love to travel.
i aspire to be an expert on the antiques road show.
i now live in a attic in seattle.
i love the greenness.
i love celadon pottery.
i put black pepper in everything i eat.
i don’t boast about my cooking skills.
we eat out a lot.
once i got on the wrong plane and flew to the wrong city on accident.
yes, it could happen to you too!
i have a houseplant named earl.
we have a ’72 mini, his name is paulo.
i have a name picked out for my future dog and goat, as soon as i get a yard big enough for the two.
i am blessed by a few very dear friends.
i like car trips, but i fall asleep easily on long drives.
i’m saddened by the lie of relative truth and the people it captivates.
i know we live in a fallen world.
Christ Jesus is my Lord and Savior.

for starters:

i have so enjoyed reading the blogs of dear friends that, after much thought, i caved and started this. :)

i am vastly intimidated: i rarely have a moment of cleaver wit or profound wisdom to share, (…that i can easily verbalize), and no little one on the way, so why start a blog? and is there any graceful way to start such things? well, perhaps as just a small way to 1) share our seattle-selves with our san diego family and 2) to post a thought or pic to beloved friends and family both here & there on the comings & goings of Lloyds. this will undoubtedly be a picture heavy blog, but i am a picture reliant person, so i feel that fits.

“orchard house” is the name my grandmother gave her childhood home. whenever she speaks of it, her eyes sparkle with visions of lilac, cherry trees, hen houses, and the wide eaves of a old craftsman porch. so while i don’t assume to do justice to the namesake, i will use the happy thought to title this little “space” and watch it house the thoughts and images that meander through my head on idle Tuesdays … or any other day! :)

( random thought: hm, think I like the varied text heights...)

i will resist the urge to give a synopsis of my life to date, because I am quickly overwhelmed….where i grew up and when we married or how we ended up in this beautiful city on a tree lined street in an attic… y’all know about that, it was grace… just unwarranted evidence of His incredible grace.


(chad & i trapsing through belgium: we were just watching rick steves last night and reminiscing over this trip!)