The Mint Julep #CraftedForHome April 04 2015
To celebrate opening day of Keeneland, Laura and I decided to search for the best Mint Julep in Lexington, KY. After our first recommendation failed due to restaurant hours, it also was 11:45am, Google took us to a place right outside of downtown Lexington called, The Julep Cup. If you are a fan of bourbon, this drink is a great choice. Easy recipe, simple ingredients. This spring time spirit is #CraftedForHome
The Mint Julep:
2.5 oz - Woodford Reserve Bourbon
20 - Organic Mint Leaves
1 oz - Simple Syrup
Bar Suggestion: Muddle mint leaves in the simple syrup & in the bottom of the pewter cup
Tag your spring spirits at @hsh_company & #CraftedForHome
I am dyslexic, 22 years old, and a small business owner.
It’s a very interesting combination, but it’s who I am. Dyslexia is something I have struggled with ever since the third grade when I was unofficially diagnosed from my optometrist. When it was time for me to read the chart at the other end of the room, I read the letters unknowingly in an incorrect order from left to right. Let me clarify, this was after the doctor set my revised vision, the letters were as clear as the sky that day in Cheyenne, WY. When I moved to Tennessee a few years later, I was officially diagnosed from a specialist about my condition. Dyslexia is a reading disability that occurs when the brain does not properly recognize and process certain symbols. When it comes to reading and writing, no matter how smart the person is, it is exceptionally harder for a dyslexic. All throughout schooling even into my collegiate years, every speech, essay, or important email needed a second glance and most of the time it was by my unconditionally loving Mother. It was embarrassing at times, my “how’s” would be “who’s” and “want” would be “what” on a consistent basis (To be honest, I still mess up those words from time to time). Even though it is a learning disability, I have never allowed it to hold me back from pursuing my dreams and passions. Winston Churchill said, “Difficulties mastered are opportunities won.” I always saw dyslexia as one of my weaknesses but I told myself everyday to stay strong and trust that God will get me through it. I had my successes like making the Dean’s list and serving as President to an 80-person fraternity, but I worked my ass off to prove to others that difficulties would not control my life. Fast forwarding to now… I’m armed with a BBA in Entrepreneurship from Belmont University, a scalable business model, and an incredible support system consisted of family, professors, and friends. I couldn’t ask for anything else.
I realize that starting a business out of college has its risks but for me, I believe that there couldn’t be a better time than now. I have the passion, drive, resources, support, and most of all the understanding of failure. But why should failure hold you back? (I could easily insert a Wayne Gretzky quote here) Starting a business that you are passionate about is easy. Yes, I know that is a bold statement but like Confucius said, “Choose a job you love, and you will never work a day in your life.” I love my roots and where I am from, I also love innovation, creativity, and every aspect to small business. BUT… Home means more to me than anyone could ever imagine. When I walk into my apartment and see my custom Home Sweet Home print on the wall with the coordinates to 3033 Thomas Rd, I am instantly reminded of where I built the foundation to my life. As I have said before, coordinates are a set of values that show an exact location of where memories were made. Think about the most influential explores of time… they used coordinates to mark where they came from and where they are going. The precise degrees, minutes, and seconds have such an inspirational meaning. This idea is why Home Sweet Home exists; to create a brand that connects the consumer to a quality product that symbolizes the sentimental meaning of home.
So my question to you is… Where is your Home Sweet Home? What’s your story? Starting now until June 21st, email your story to firstname.lastname@example.org and the winner will receive a custom print and feature on an upcoming blog post.
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The Meaning of Christmas December 08 2013
I am full fledged believer on presents being overrated during Christmas. Let’s get this straight.. Christmas is about the birth, the unconditional love, family presence and also the available overlooked well deserved rest. Two years ago, Christmas was one I’ll never forget. After my school's finals, the Fuller family headed west to the beautiful state of Wyoming. Back to where I learned how to ride a bike, where I made my first friend, where I found Christ, and back to where I made the memories I’ll never forget. We stayed at my grandmas house which was right across the street from my home I lived in for 15 years. Take a second and think about what your grandmas house looks like… tons of infomercial merchandise, too many clothes never worn, jars upon jars of jelly, old fashion furniture and photos that embarrass you greatly. Well that’s what it was for me. This was my Christmas 2011. We didn’t decorate, we didn't put up Christmas lights or a tree, just the 6 of us together in a house full of memories. It was very weird, but an great experience to say the least. On Christmas day, my sister thought of a funny yet very creative idea. She proposed to play secret Santa with the rules only allowing my family to shop inside my grandmas house. We picked names from a hat and quickly started opening drawers and cupboards. Searching in this house full of really funny things my grandma collected was a blast. From awkward pictures of her old puddle to boxes of Franzia wine dating back to 1998 this house had it all. About an hour later after gift wrapping our treasures, we opened up the presents that had our names written on them. At this moment, massive amounts of laughter and tears filled the living room while opening these gifts. It was then that I realized what Christmas is about. Christmas is about Jesus and enjoying laughter and good times with the ones you love. I can guarantee that my Grandma and Grandpa were looking over us in heaven with the same smiles my family shared that day. The spirit was there and it was feeling I’ll never forget. Take this story and apply it to your life. There is plenty of time left to share with your family. Take advantage of every second.
(Here's a sneak peak of what we found)