currently, the pandemic edition
Reading: Stand All the Way Up by Sophie Hudson and The Last Boyfriend by Nora Roberts
Listening to: Virgin River by Robyn Carr. I watched the show on Netflix and a friend recommended the books. It’s very well written but significantly more steamy than the show. I popped my earbuds in very fast so AB didn’t hear anything I would have to explain.
When Breathe Becomes Air by Paul Kalinithi. In another life, I have a dream of being a brain surgeon so I enjoy reading about surgeons and pretending that I too could have saved lives in the OR. I’d also like to be an astronaut and when I was young, I dreamed of being a cash register. I really wanted to hold all those dolla bills. Neither has come true but Pinterest tells me to never give up on my dreams.
Annabelle has been “playing” the recorder lately. There is a direct connection between her playing and the increase of me wearing my headphones.
Wearing: After many many years of searching and experimenting, I am proud to announce I have finally found the perfect mascara. I sent Christopher the link Annabelle knows my love language is mascara and gave it to me for my birthday. It has lived up to every good review I’ve ever heard.

Completely over: this stupid virus. It’s outstayed it’s welcome!
Returning to: church. Yesterday we finally got to meet in the building. There was only a smattering of the normal members, but it was really nice to be back. It’s unbelievable how much has changed since the last time we were there. Every other pew was roped off and they all had humorous signs attached to the ropes.


time to kick this infections butt
This morning I went to the doctor for the fourth time in six weeks about my lingering sinus infection/ear infection/intense pressure/I'd like a face transplant problems. The doctor said not only would she give me a new extra extra strength prescription, she'd have the...
overall it was one fashion I throughly enjoyed
The other day Annabelle and I were wandering around Gap looking for nothing in particular. I saw these overalls and said to her, "Mama would have loved that outfit when she was 12." Not four hours later Autumn texted me this picture. It's my twelve year old self in my...
and just like that January is over
It snowed yesterday!! Our backs almost broke from all the shoveling. I can't believe it's already February. That means my baby will be one next month. ONE YEAR OLD. How did this happen? Wasn't she just born eight minutes ago? Wasn't I just sobbing uncontrollably after...
I am both the mayor and the president of Sick City
Welcome to Sick City, the place where cough drops, tissues and Dayquil/Nightquil have banded together and decided to never leave. If that's not enough incentive to come visit, I'm sure the sight of Christopher walking around looking like a drowned rat...
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