The End of an Era

Last week I sat on my friend’s carpet drinking wine and catching up. It was the same house our group of friends have spent many nights in, celebrating various milestones, birthdays, and baby showers. A few of our friends were missing, that’s to be expected these days. Where we used to be a tight knit…

Everything Looks Different…

Q and I took The Spaceship toward the coast last weekend. We cruised along in our “new to us” car, a/c breezing cool air in our faces. We laughed, just a year ago we made many trips just like this one only we were in his truck (the more reliable of our two cars) with…

Home… where our hearts are.

I would like to think that we have a cozy home. The pile of blankets folded next to the couch cries to be cuddled in. Our lack of kitchen storage would lead you to believe we overflowith with enough food to sustain a Himalayan hiking crew. Our guest bed has the softest sheets I could…

These are the hands…

A week ago I experienced something new, something beautiful. The sun was low in the sky, warm colors set the perfect scene. My husband and I took seats in the back of a small crowd that had gathered to watch our cousin marry her beloved. The pastor and her new soon to be husband stood…

Plans to give you hope and a future

Three weeks have passed since I had a D&C. Though our baby was already an angel, physically loosing our Sweet Pea was hard. We were fortunate to have a wonderful OB, a Navy man with a gentle spirit and a kind smile. He was generous with the narcotics post-op and gave us no cause for…

The Honeymooners, Chapter Uno!

We did it. We got married, went on a great honeymoon, and have are slowly settling into our new life together. It was on the boat ride away from the small rainforest/fishing village we honeymooned in that I told Q, mid-chuckle, “This is going to make a hilarious blog one day.” He nodded vigorously (or…

My poor, neglected bloggitty blog blog.

I’ve been a bad blogger. I think there are extremes that lead to writer’s block, having nothing to write about and, the much more complicated opposite, having infinitely more to write about. These days, my life definitely falls into the latter category. There are 13 days until my wedding and every hour is filled with…

Wombs and weepy feelings

Very early this year I shared this blog with ya’ll: The mystery of our wombs . I felt clumsy writing it, I wasn’t sure if it was my place to write about a third party experience when the battle itself was so fresh for so many. This is a follow up. Yesterday afternoon I stopped by…

It all falls into place…

There are 103 days and a few hours until I am a married woman. Gasp! Quinton and I were engaged for a few days when my mom and aunt started suggesting wedding dates and places. I was standing outside of my new salon, talking to my mom when she suggested a New Years Eve wedding/party….

I can’t even breathe!

I don’t even know where to start. Five years ago? I was working at my dream salon as an assistant and waiting tables, I was bleaching more counters than hair. I never would have guessed that the man I knew only as my friend’s boyfriend was going to have such an impact on my life….

The Piano Man

I had all of the starts of a  terrible, horrible,  no good, very bad day on May 18th (if you picked up on that literary reference, your childhood was awesome).  Somehow I had managed to break my car key IN HALF, thus locking all of my tools for work in my car. Now, when you…