When the letter comes.

When the letter comes.

This is for you loves who are right smack dab in the middle of your divorce. When you feel naked and vulnerable and scared. When you're not sure how much longer you can stand the pain in your heart. When what you really need is hot soup, and hugs, and kind words, and friendship, and [...]

Trust

Trust

You should have seen me these last few days, I've been the queen of efficiency. I've got so much accomplished it's preposterous. You should have seen me the day before yesterday, I was like a crazy ninja of greatness. Not only did I get through fantastic amounts of stuff at work, but I ran like [...]

Engine brakes are obnoxious

Engine brakes are obnoxious

School is back in, vacations are over, and G is back to the grindstone at work. The man is working a ridiculous number of hours. It makes me cranky because he's gone, but proud of him for working so hard. On Saturday I accompanied him to a city three hours away to pick up a [...]

Kombucha belly is a thing

Kombucha belly is a thing

I've had kaumbucha two days in a row now. I actually like the way it tastes and it makes me feel all healthy and stuff. I'm still recovering from my accident and trying to take care of myself...ish. Anyway, here I am trying to practice self care with ridiculously expensive beverages in trendy bottles, but [...]

Family Camp

Family Camp

Well people, it was an adventure. The kids loved it. The adults survived it. Here are a few pictures of my kiddos enjoying their week. And this one here is me with my bestie. Without her and G, it would have been a wee bit too much. She looks amazing as usual. I look like [...]

The unforgivable sin

The unforgivable sin

The unforgivable sin......wait, what did we do exactly? So yesterday afternoon, I'm sitting there having coffee with my best friend when I get a text message from G. The text message contained a screen shot from his sister-in-law. The screen shot said this: "we just found out that you're going to be attending family camp [...]

I hate all my clothes.

I hate all my clothes.

I hate all my clothes and I need new ones. Am I the only one who ever feels like this? I already know my clothes are perfectly fine and I should be thankful and content. But I'm not in the mood for such trifles. Usually when I feel this way it's because I'm overtired and [...]