School is going. I’m doing quite well, but the classes I’m taking are college writing and Math. So they were going to go well. Should help pad my GPA for when the going gets tough. I did realize, much to my delight, that now that I’m full-time I’m eligible for the Dean’s List. I look […]
I am in the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee in a secluded cabin with my husband of 10 years and not a single child I birthed in site. You only with you were me!
Have you ever known someone who you can talk to for like 30 minutes tops, just to realize it’s actually been 4 hours? I think I’m suddenly going to be ok in the friendship department. If I can only have one local friend, then at least I seem to have found the one I need. […]
Since the day I crossed the stage and accepted my high school diploma and my (then) friend sat in the audience, his chest filled with pride, little knowing that I’d soon be his, this has been our song. It’s meaning has increased for me, recently, as I truly appreciate all that he is for me. […]
I could have handled the sinuses. It moving to my chest was to be expected. For me. Everything moves to my chest. I have a great chest, after all. But what I woke up to last Tuesday, the day before my 10-year-anniversary, was a bit much. I woke up for my shower at about 6. […]
I have been married for 10 years as of today. That is more than 1/3rd of my life. No joke. I’m 30-years-old at the end of this year, but not yet. So my math holds tight. Way back, before Luke was born, when Pat and I were separated and he had just moved out with […]
“Tomorrow is impossible astronaut day!” Said I to my husband the evening prior, “So if you wake up with tally marks on your arm… It wasn’t me!” Now, be good and pass this on!
What about the wild animals, Karen? It’s a balcony! A really high up balcony! I’ll be fine! Animals climb, Karen, with their claws. That they’ll use to maul you. Then they’ll just have to agree to snuggle. We’ve put the deposit on our cabin. Hot tub on the balcony outside. Jacuzzi inside. Pool table loaded […]
Sometimes it’s the little things that mean the most to me. Like Pat, Thomas and I getting matching monogrammed stockings for T’s first Christmas. My mom bought them for us. Then gladly bought one for Luke when he entered our life. When Sammy’s turn came mom was happy to purchase again, when I realized they […]
I spent so long (9 years or so) thinking I wasn’t allowed to have a social life and a work life. How selfish could I possibly be wanting to go out with friends when I’ve already been gone for 40+ hours a week. This is my hang-up. Yes, it gives Pat less off-duty time. But […]