I’m in love. And she’s beautiful. Both inside and out. What? Jaimie, so soon? It’s only been 5-months as of today. Plus I can’t help but notice the feminine pronoun… What can I say? I believe we should all be free to love who we love. And I love Genevieve.…
Thursday marked our twenty-first wedding anniversary, also known as May the 4th Be With You. And no, we most certainly did not have a Star Wars themed wedding, *gag*. I was hoping to spend the day doing James and Jaimie things, but the hours got away from me with electrician…
When the boys were little, they loved to talk about spirit animals. I have no idea how it started, but it’s one of my favorite sources of interesting thoughts and questions. Plus I felt especially prepared when I was sipping wine at an afternoon winery work function and a colleague…
Losing your best friend and partner since college is like breaking your heart and then losing half your brain. One day 50% of your knowledge and memories are stored safely in someone else’s noggin and then poof. You’ve lost where the water and gas hookups are at your house. Where…
I love Easter. I love freesias and mini daffodils and ranunculus. I love Easter eggs and Easter dresses and Easter foods. Especially brunch foods like honey baked ham and cheesy au gratin potatoes and asparagus with lemony hollandaise sauce. And I love my mom’s coconut cream pie. From the moment…
As I’m general contracting the new house, my brain is constantly crunching construction. I’m getting to a place where things are progressing beyond house guts to the pretty. It’s had me thinking that sharing some thoughts and learnings could be helpful to others. So in honor of the two foot…
After we were freed from Zoom School and the boys descended the mountain, our school system announced free meals. James and I gladly shoved the lunch bags to the darkest back corner of the deepest cupboard and embraced the simplification of our morning routine. True freedom and luxury can be…
I’ve always found certain countries and cultures speak to certain souls. The first time I understood this phenomenon was Jamie A.’s mom’s love of France. I’d met my first Francophile. Then I noticed my dad’s an Anglophile. And my brother’s an Anglophile. Nathaniel is a third generation Anglophile. I recommend…
The beginning of this week was the sadness trifecta– a Monday, the 20th marking 3-months, and it was pouring rain. I was having a bit of a day when I got a surprise call from La Jefa. La Jefa is my friend from college who spent junior year in Spain…
Every day is a new learning opportunity. I call it “Operation: Mama.” But no one calls me Mama anymore, so the teenagey version goes something like: Operation: Mom Uses the Grill. Operation: Mom Drives in the Snow Operation: Mom Hires a Metal Fabricator Operation: Mom Orders a Roll-off Dumpster And…