We’ve had an exciting month and a half. Some of it not quite the excitement we were looking for….hurricanes not only decimating the area and lives but also the mental ability to see past them. It’s a little rough. All the bad climate disasters and the only thing you can do is offer up your… Continue reading Growing up in costumes
Another year, another party. I can’t believe how close I am to having a 4 year old. The cliche saying of “I feel like she was just born” isn’t necessarily where I am going but it does feel like she just started walking, talking, being just so little in general. Yesterday it struck me as… Continue reading Party planning-part 1
In a few weekends we are going hiking/camping. I can almost see you over there, with the wheels turning. Where could you hike in Florida, you ask? I get it. There’s not a lot of change in altitude for us good ol flip flop wearing folk but it still counts as hiking when you’re walking… Continue reading Dusting off the gear
Weather in Florida comes in two waves. Sweltering hot with a splatter of rain every afternoon or a weird wet/cold feeling in which wearing a jacket does nothing but assist in deepening the misery you walk around in. I mean wet to the bone kind of feeling. (who’s moving here? Have I deterred you yet?… Continue reading Bubble trippin’
LET THE COOKING BEEEGGGIIIIINNN! Ok. Cooking has already been going on pretty heavily in this house, but I feel like it’s suddenly become serious. So serious I’ve burnt my hand twice in two days. I couldn’t believe it. I must’ve originally thought I was a God in the kitchen and could just manhandle the pans… Continue reading New Stove, New Rules
I bought a hat a few weeks ago. A siggi tan straw hat with a black bow around the rim. It was my guilty pleasure/never do things for myself/moody down in dumps purchase. You see….I was being transitioned out of my job. Long and painful process no matter how many times the weekly phone calls… Continue reading Impromptu vacation days
I own a dachshund. Two, actually. Positive reinforcement in life is supposed to be a must. But what do you do when the children (dogs and child in my case….don’t judge.) demonstrate a revolution against you? Let’s just talk about this..this “peaceful” part. Is it really for you or for the kid? Is it really… Continue reading When peaceful parenting backfires.