I Wish You May, I Wish You Might
Never stop wishing on stars,
Always believe in magic,
and never stop being in awe of the everyday beauty of the world we live in
The kitchen is the heart of our home. The kitchen has been the heart of every home I’ve ever lived in. People gathered around the island, cozied up to the countertop bar, or even crammed in the door and leaning through the little pass through in my tiny first apartment with my husband. Preparing food…
Because I apparently have a screw loose (shut up, Dad) I have been kicking my own butt with the 30 Day Shred and while I love it, HOLY FRICKIN’ HELL y’all! OUCH OUCH OUCH OUCH, I actually almost fell down in the grocery store because my thighs nearly gave out on me. Yesterday, Princess came…
So this innocent little fireplace is minding it’s own business when out of nowhere WHAMMO!! It gets attacked by the princess’ head. Now, up until this point I have been convinced that her head is the hardest substance on earth. It would appear, I have been wrong.The poor little fireplace. I know what it’s thinking….
Do y’all remember when I told y’all how excited Monkey was to go on the “potty train”? No? Go refresh your memories.. I’ll wait. The Potty Train(ing) has been a spectacular, dare I say, monumental failure. He has no desire to ride the potty train, none whatsoever. sigh We are still rockin’ the diapers. Well…
You go by so many names: Daughter, Sister, Friend, BeBe, Wife, Mother-in-Law, Mama, Mom, Becky, Becca Jane, Teacher… and this year, you added another .. SURVIVOR You’ve been through more in the past 8 months, than most people go through in 5 years, a lifetime. Through an absolute miracle, you found out you had cancer.