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Shipt Review

Grocery Delivery. Such a simple concept that seems like an absolute luxury. But this little luxury may just revolutionize my weekends. I actually love doing my grocery shopping. When I can go by myself, that is. Usually I get to do that on the weekend, because my awesome hubby understands how difficult it is to drag two little people to the store. But going to the grocery store on the weekend has a specific cost for me. That cost comes in the form of time. Let’s do some math. Making grocery list: 30 to infinity minutes Getting showered & presentable ... Read More »

Poached Egg Connection

I’m making poached eggs right now.  My little family is taking a walk around the neighborhood, so it’s very quiet.  I hadn’t eaten breakfast, so I stayed behind to eat.  And I ended up thinking about connection while I ate. Here’s the thing about me and poached eggs: they make me think of my dad.  He loved them, and made them a lot, or at least enough for me to associate them with him.  He had two egg-poaching contraptions that I remember.  One was metal and, I believe, used to cook them on the stove.  One was white plastic and used ... Read More »

Wonder Why You Always Feel Like Garbage? Maybe It’s Your Thyroid.

Wonder Why You Always Feel Like Garbage? Maybe It’s Your Thyroid.

It certainly was mine.  It’s amazing to me how impactful that tiny little butterfly shaped gland is.  And when it’s not working? Man, it can mess you up!  Here’s a brief timeline of what I’ve gone through: March, 2010: 34 years old, Amelia born August, 2010: Dad died suddenly and rather tragically February, 2011: friend/coworker approached me to find out what was wrong with me Fall, 2011: annual visit to cardiologist – I broke down in tears when my sweet Dr asked me how I’d been feeling.  Tests ordered.  Hypothyroidism confirmed. May, 2014: I finally am starting to feel like ... Read More »

You Should ALWAYS Listen to Molly

You Should ALWAYS Listen to Molly

We’re ending kindergarten similarly to how we began – we are 100% ready for the day tomorrow.  I remembered to buy a gift card for Mrs. Fritschi.  Daniel picked up a “Thank You” card for her.  Molly made her a card by hand.  And Molly and I made Lemony Sugar Scrub and Lavender Bath Salts from scratch tonight.  All this to let Mrs. Fritschi know how very very much we appreciate her.  She really did make this 2nd semester of kindergarten fabulous. I really, really, really want to just end this blog post right here so that you’ll believe I’ve ... Read More »

Upon Installing a Hive, or Two, of Bees

Upon Installing a Hive, or Two, of Bees

It’s been a minute since I’ve written anything.  And by a minute, I mean about 3 and 1/2 months.  What can I say? Punctuality and consistency aren’t my strong points.  A lot has happened in the intervening time.  Let’s recap: Daniel earned his Associate’s degree (YAY!) Molly has spent the 2nd semester of kindergarten in a different teacher’s class than the first (Again, I say yay.) Daniel finished his first semester at UAB (complete with night classes) I started a new job after going through an intense and several-month-long recruiting process Amelia turned 4 with a big ol’ Frozen party ... Read More »

SNOWPOCALYPSE 2014

Y’all.  The last 3 days have been crazy.  In case you didn’t hear, it snowed in the South.  And it didn’t just snow.  We had an incorrect forecast, a storm that had the roads covered in ice in less than an hour, and a gazillion motorists all dumped out onto the roads at exactly the same moment.  If you’re interested in reading what actually happened in and around Birmingham, here’s a great article: A Dusting of Chaos. I, like many others, couldn’t make it home on Tuesday.  Thankfully, I did make it to my mom’s house.  If I had to ... Read More »

I Don’t Think I’m Fat

I Don’t Think I’m Fat

There, I said it.  Let’s just get it out there and let it breathe… And I’m a liar, because also, I think I’m fat. Sometimes it feels like I’m SUPPOSED to think I’m fat, because well…all the media & commercials & clothing sizes & stores like to make us feel that way.  (Pssssst!  They’re trying to SELL us something!) And at the beginning of the year, what with all the talk of resolutions and new beginnings, we get told a LOT that we’re supposed to be some other way than what we are.  And then, when I don’t think I’m ... Read More »

The Tradition Keeper

The Tradition Keeper

Have you ever planned something, gotten really excited about it, gotten everyone else excited about it, and then had it fall completely apart?  Yep.  Here’s a story about just that and how my fabulous husband managed to turn those lemons into lemonade. Every year, our local zoo has a Christmas extravaganza called Zoo Light Safari.  We go every year, and it’s free with our zoo membership.  They hold it at night, because there are Christmas lights EVERYWHERE!  There’s hot chocolate.  And Santa.  And magical decorations.  And train rides.  And the petting zoo.  And…it’s just FUN. So, a couple of years ... Read More »

Why My Husband Puts Up With Me, I’ll Never Know

Why My Husband Puts Up With Me, I’ll Never Know

So, we’re going to have to talk about this whole AGE thing pretty soon.  Not today, because I am too tired to think too hard about it.  That being said, I can only blame age for what has been happening to my memory.  And the ability to find things.  And the general scatter-brained-ness that I currently exhibit. It always seems to negatively affect my husband too.  Somehow, he’s always caught in the middle of it.  I typically secretly-in-my-head blame him for moving the missing object or not putting something back in its proper place. Because, I mean, it just couldn’t ... Read More »

The 5 Things I Learned When I Got Robbed in South Africa

The 5 Things I Learned When I Got Robbed in South Africa

There are really no words to describe Mandela’s contributions to the world that haven’t already been said.  I’m devastated about his death, but want to loudly celebrate his life’s work.  I’m fortunate enough to have visited his home country and truly hope to get to go back one day. My parents also visited South Africa.  They, and several other American politicians and their spouses, were guests of the South African Embassy in 1988.  I was 12 when they went.  My impression of their visit then compared to what I know now are so vastly different.  What I knew about their ... Read More »

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