The last month has been rough on me. As my husband and I have started the adoption process, our so-called friends have disappeared. It’s bizarre. A few of them never liked the idea of us looking into surrogacy, which we eventually decided against anyhow. They tried lovingly nagging us into choosing adoption. However, now that… Continue reading Losing Friends
I don’t nag my husband. I make every effort to not be “one of those women.” Which, I’ll be honest: the hubbie REALLY appreciates! He, however, doesn’t share the same sentiment. He nags me. Often. And, a lot. There is one thing he has nagged me for more than anything else, though, and it’s for… Continue reading we got a dog?!
One of the biggest issues that has loomed in our marriage for years is my housekeeping. Or, lack thereof. I like a clean and organized home, but I really struggle to keep a clean and organized home. It’s not my default. Please understand: I am clean enough that I won’t be in a scented Febreeze commercial… Continue reading give me grace
Back in June, I had a “free day” in my schedule. My husband and I dropped off the puppy to daycare, and I drove my husband to work. I decided to take a different way home to avoid some of the crazy rush hour traffic. I had a few errands to do, but grocery shopping… Continue reading in the middle of Home Goods
It’s been so long. So long for a myriad of reasons… But, it’s thirty after five on a Saturday morning, and as good of a time as any. Let me tell you about last night… We spent the last half of 2014 getting our home in order. The previous home owners were negligent in numerous… Continue reading slowing down
I like to think I see the hand of G-d in everything. I like to thank Him for the good parking spot at the store. I like to thank Him for the sale on brown rice I needed to buy or the cute top I have been wanting. I like to thank Him for little… Continue reading thankful
“You’re a marketer’s worst nightmare,” my husband said to me as we wandered the streets of Venice. Yes, Venice. We spent a handful of days in the northern Italian city for our anniversary; it was a quick stop in from our main destination, Paris. But, that’s what he tells me as I scope out all… Continue reading indecision