When I was little, being an adult seemed so cool. As a child, you don't tend to see a lot of the "behind the scenes" of being an adult. You just see an independent person who can spend money on cool things. You see things differently. Secrets, adult whispers, seem so cool. Parenting and having... Continue Reading →
I know this title comes off as a negative one. I'm not going to lie, I have had a lot of negative emotions the last couple of days. I promise though, if you reach the end of this post it will get better. For those of you who have been following me lately, you have... Continue Reading →
Today (technically yesterday now that its 1226am) I had been waiting for my inspirational moment. The moment we bloggers cling to. The moment when a new idea comes to mind and we can get to writing. Today, that moment never came. Today was a productive day. I think I was so busy in trying to stay... Continue Reading →
Being a tall woman has its perks. Trying to find clothes that fit, is not one of them. I love clothes. If I had more money, I would be buying new, unnecessary clothes, all of the time. The problem I have is finding clothes in my style, in a decent price range, that fit my... Continue Reading →
Today as Poppy was napping and Pickle was at preschool, I was going through some blogs. I stumbled upon one through a Facebook blogging group. Nia Simone wrote about accepting your physical self, including your natural hair. Ever since I was little, I have had thick and curly hair. At some point, my mom had started perming... Continue Reading →
Everyday we have many choices to make. The other day I was reading an article called Non-negotiable willpower. It was talking, mostly, about excuses we use for not exercising. The concept can be applied to all aspects of life. It got me thinking, if we are so easy to form excuses for the things we want,... Continue Reading →
A compiled list of the dreams I have had or have for my life
Ah yes, Sunday. Sunday is bitter sweet. It's the end of a weekend, for "most" people. Which means back to work Monday. For me, Sunday is the day I get to sleep the most consecutive hours. Chris takes the kids and let's me sleep, so long as there aren't morning plans. Mornings are not rushed... Continue Reading →
