I met Bob the summer that Violet was born. By this time, we had lived in our house for 6 years and I had walked past Bob’s… Read more “About Bob”
Last summer was my big 4-0. I went on a grand hiking adventure in Scotland complete with summiting Ben Nevis, the tallest peak in Great Britain.… Read more “Growing Things”
I am reaching the stage of parenting where I have to really show my kid the “ropes.” At almost 6, she is starting to do a lot… Read more “How Do I Know If I’m Doing This Right?”
We’re more than halfway through summer vacation (WHAT?!).
I think my girls and I took advantage of all summer had to offer, having fun while taking it easy all at the same time. I’m especially happy, however, about all of the things we DIDN’T do.
As I think about the things we have not done yet this summer or things we have started but not finished (like redoing the girls’ bedrooms or figuring out what to do with the crocked path on the side of our house)… the end of summer blues set in, and I realize I have two weeks to left to finish my summer bucket list. Not happening.
Oh boy. I’ve got the end of summer blues and I’ve got them bad.
My once tight, tiny body now has stretch marks and loose skin that covers my stomach and hangs where the umbilical hernia once poked through. And, since I am not only a mother— I am also a wife and a woman—naturally, I want to look attractive and sexy on this vacation.
Being crazy busy is not the norm I strive for, but sometimes, sports happen.
I asked friends about spray tans and whether or not they would actually work. Would I look good or like an Oompa Loompa? After a lot of quality advice I decided that the spray tan was a go.