I love the library. It's always been one of my favorite places to be. When I was a little girl our library was really old, musty, and dark. Even though some of my friends were afraid of that old building, I loved how the huge stairs creaked as I climbed up to the top floor.
Today was our first day back to normal after about a month off from school and work. And I have absolutely gotta give props to my husband. Without him no one would have been up and going this morning (ahem...or any mornings...). I've been struggling with insomnia as my hormones get back to normal and I
My mommy's birthday is today. I know, my parents birthday's are smooshed up next to each other! And I've got nice things to say about her as well. This photo is one of my favorites because my mom was helping me with a photography project for one of my first college classes. It was a
It's my daddy's birthday today and he's been on my mind. The photo above is one of my favorite's. It was from a Halloween party about ten years ago. We went as Jack and Sydney Bristow (heck yeah, the father and daughter spies from Alias!) and Kai went as Vaughn (the spy-guy love interest,
As I got up today, I looked around and had a moment of panic at the state of things. We've all been on break from school for weeks, Dex's has been even longer than planned due to a water pipe breaking at his preschool. And boy, are we having fun! We've let our normal routine
Why do we live here? What possessed us to live in a place that can and does get so cold that it becomes "dangerously unsafe" to leave the house. It's so bad that they had to combine both "dangerous" and "unsafe" in order to describe the situation outside. The definition of poor life decision is
I did not want to go to church today. I wasn't sure I'd be well enough after being so sick and I just felt like a day around people would be the worst. I'd felt better Saturday so I didn't call anyone to substitute for my class and I didn't want to call anyone at
Awkward : / * Being so stressed and tired that I got sick, started my period, and got a cold sore all at the same time. It's been that kind of week. * Gus's new poop situation since he's been gumming apples and carrots. * After a week spent barely leaving my room I'm so
I'm sick and burned out. Just tired down to my bones. This whole weekend is going to be spent in my bed, in my jammies, watching Netflix on the laptop. I'm thankful for time off and a husband who is willing and able to take care of everything while I check out for a bit.
Just a warning: This post is pretty personal, dealing with information about miscarriages, birth control issues, etc. I'm thankful for the person who shared this post, Why We Shouldn't Have To Keep Pregnancy A Secret For The First Trimester, the person who wrote it, and everyone who gains a little understanding by reading it. This