Happiness

happiness

I found this picture of Shane and me a while ago. It was taken in December 2005. Developed 12/07/05. I vaguely remember that night. A get together with friends, tacos for dinner I'm pretty sure. My first reaction when I found it was to say to ...continue reading

Meandering Messaging

texting 1

I can't say I'm much of a conversationalist.  I've always been more of an observer than a talker.  An only child growing up, the oldest one of the cousins, I was more often than not the lone child in a roomful of adults.  Listening became more ...continue reading

Getting Through {p52}

getting me through the day

I've been virtually absent lately. For the last couple weeks if I don't work with you or live with you I haven't seen you. Or talked to you. Or emailed you. Or any sort of communicating with you. I feel like I've been living and breathing ...continue reading

Self Portrait in 6 {p52}

self portrait (sooc)

Woman, Wife, Mother, In that order...  Wonders when she’ll feel grown up...  Loves, loves, loves her boys... Ever the optimist, not always easy...  Hated math in school, likes numbers...  Still looking for perfect camera bag...  Can’t ...continue reading

This Thing Called Parenthood

bath toys

This thing called parenthood is a funny thing. It brings responsibility and laughter and sleepless nights. And it brings toys.  More toys than you could ever imagine. You are pretty sure that they multiply overnight. You find them in every ...continue reading

The Way Home

Phoenix

Jane Eyre led me to where I am.  Of that I firmly believe. I devoured the book when I was in junior high, read it again in high school, and thought about becoming a nanny a la Jane in college. (Okay, without all the gothic drama and romance.) Me ...continue reading

On 33

bad guys

33 is Watching him bathe 4 times a day, wondering how much the water bill will be this month. Enjoying comfort beyond measure. Feeling small in the grand scheme of things, but feeling larger than life right where I need to be. Giggling ...continue reading

Right Here

Dust Storm Rolling In copy

It's easy to get a little lost in the universe. For me at least. Day after day I fumble along doing the 9-5 and the 5-9 and I wonder about my place here. Sometimes it makes me want to laugh and sometimes it makes me want to cry. Such is life. And ...continue reading