When DH and I were on our honeymoon in St. Lucia we took a day tour around the island by boat. We were part of a large group of vacationers on the tour, about 30 of us. It was a lovely day to be out on the water, with the sun shining, music playing. Laughter … Continued
Charged with the task of waiting For news, for whispers of fortune Not a patient person at all C’mon, destiny! Either get with me
My daughter desperately wants it to be her birthday. There’s been a slew of birthday celebrations at her daycare of late and a couple of family and friend birthdays too. So being a toddler, she obviously wants the attention the birthday boy or girl gets on their special day. Oh, and she wants the cake. … Continued
The younger me didn’t trust herself. Ignoring my inner voice who knew, Just knew the right way forward. Placing my destiny in other hands. Malleable, pliable me; shaped and molded, I doubted the wise owl within.
From a pretty young age, I’ve been a bookworm. I loved playing soccer, hide-and-seek and hopscotch with the best of them but reading…well that is something I never bored of. Confession to my parents who may be reading this post: When you used to ground me for whatever transgression I committed as a child, I secretly squirmed … Continued
This day went quite differently than planned. It featured an unexpected day home with DD who was on quarantine from daycare. Overnight she was hit with some crazy stomach bug or “food disagreement”…three times I might add. Fortunately that was it and her spirits were high the whole day. However, my husband was down for … Continued
I recently discovered some childhood treasures. Included with these memory buckets of times gone past is a diary I kept when I was 11 years old. When I spotted the diary again after all of these years (and believe me, plenty of years have passed), I was excited to read it. What experiences and thoughts were considered … Continued
Well here we are. In the midst of a complete and utter meltdown of the toddler sort. It’s been building for weeks. We should have recognized a severe failure of the toddler reactor system was imminent. For too long, Dear Husband and I rationalized these incidents as a direct outcome of tiredness, illness and hunger. … Continued
Hold on tight, my little one. Life is one crazy, bumpy ride. It’s what you make it though. Grumbling the dips, “woebegoning” the lows
Over the Easter long weekend my parents went on a spring cleaning spree. They cleared out old boxes and did what the organizing pros suggest – created a keep, give to charity and throw away pile. In the keep pile, they kindly set aside a box of things I had packed away many years ago. Included … Continued