I am a mountain girl from northeastern Tennessee
happily wedded to a water boy from northwestern Michigan, the pinky part. Together we have 3 girls, a Jeep Wrangler (my dream car since birth), and a 36 foot RV. We are living our American dream, taking pictures and telling funny stories along the way.
Now find yourself a porch swing, salted peanuts in the shell and nice cold glass of sweet tea.
Let me spin you a tale...
I never thought I would suggest using my children’s voices to lull me to sleep, but here I am suggesting we do that very thing. I just need their voices to drown out the train and car noises I hear all night long. Continue reading →
I have been lucky enough to have many mentally satisfying and physically challenging jobs. I have also had some really bad jobs. Even those jobs, I appreciate. They taught me something I still use today. But my most favorite job by far, is being a mother. I daresay it is the most mentally and emotionally challinging and physically straining jobs I have ever had. Continue reading →
being mobile full-time makes me realize how much I love and value my family and friends. There are some definite cons for travelling full-time. But you won’t ever hear me complain about the 3 hour time difference! At least not while I am in Pacific Standard time! Continue reading →
what’s that saying…”don’t let your right hand know what your left hand is doing”…I recently had my own version of that which went something like, “don’t let your right brain know what your left brain is doing” and then there was this weird interaction with a plastic canister of butter. Never a dull moment over here. Continue reading →
Sometimes I see myself as a flower whose petals are solely dependent on outside factors for their healthy vibrant color. If that were the case, my petal tips are beginning to tarnish. Continue reading →
Sometimes I think maybe, if we stopped our “normal adult behavior” and adopted our children’s “play anywhere and everywhere” mentality, maybe we would be a more productive, happy and successful society. I think we should label it, tomfoolerative. And I think we should make it a new legislative branch of government. Continue reading →
Living in Florida for 4 years and having a daddy who loves to surf, has ultimately given our girls an appreciation for the sport. So, it’s no surprise to Greg and I when each of their Barbies have at one … Continue reading →
“get dressed girls” in 6 and 9 year-old girl world means, “put our clothes on and our dolls clothes on we’re going somewhere. But she didn’t say shoes, so we probably don’t need them.” Do they have a lingo book for 6 & 9 year olds somewhere? Continue reading →
I have always had the most vivid dreams. When I was a little girl, I had a dream that George Washington lifted a 5lb barbell above his head. That was the gist of the dream. He just lifted it up. Didn’t throw it, or begin a heavy weight training routine. He just lifted it up. It held some kind of significance for me because I remembered it as a nightmare. I am 39 now. Not a whole lot has changed. My dreams at 39 are just as vivid and vague as they were when I was 6. Continue reading →
letting go of something or somethings (plural) is often more difficult than the actuality of living without it. I think for me, it’s the incontrovertible process of having to say goodbye. Continue reading →
We never really know the impetus or the catalyst behind some of our personal choices. We can speculate, presume, and try to make sense, where there is no sense to be made. Sometimes, you just have to follow your dreams. And that’s what we’re doing… Continue reading →
What’s more romantic than a tree swing which allows you to watch and capture moments of your life as a family together? I can see the girls (at various stages in their lives) in a montage of images with music playing in the background…maybe playing at their weddings many years from now. I can see the girls keeping the videos for their own kids to watch and I can imagine how “old” and “Long ago” it will seem to their children. Musings of the traditions of a simple yet beautiful tree swing. Continue reading →
Random minis: We spent last week at my brother’s vacation home in Beech Mtn. NC. On Wednesday, for dinner, Greg and I were in the mood to try something new. Whenever we visit Boone, Banner elk and Blowing Rock we … Continue reading →
Crisp cool evenings chilly air wafting through the house at night through the open windows the constant smell of freshly cut grass the constant sound of birds of different species singing to one another in all their different languages the … Continue reading →
Right around Halloween is usually when our rollercoaster hits the very top of the highest peak and heads for its rapid decent to the bottom otherwise known as the end of the year. And then all of a sudden January begins and … Continue reading →
Like every other American I have been consumed with what is going on in the news. I am in the process of potty training Cecilia, painting the toy/play room, schooling (of course), feeding my hourly hungry children and trying to maintain … Continue reading →
I was unpacking our bicycles from this mornings ride when Phoebe approached me in the garage with a serious tone in her voice saying, “Mommy, something’s wrong with Abby. She is saying she doesn’t want to play dolls with me. I … Continue reading →
Here we are one week after our sweet dog Bear’s passing and our emotions are still raw. We have crossed that hurdle of being able to say his name and talking about the goofy times we remember without our voices … Continue reading →
For the past 3 weeks I have been struggling to get back to our normal routine. On Wednesday I was finally able to make all the bi-annual and annual doctors appointments for everyone, including our furry side. Bear’s appointment was … Continue reading →
We went to church on Sunday. Abby and Phoebe attend the Childrens’ moment in our church. It’s always interesting to hear what Phoebe is going to say in front of the entire congregation. People enjoy her random verbal diaharea…as long as … Continue reading →