I guess it’s been a minute since I’ve taken the time to write. We’re still doing our thing but it looks so very different now. Life has thrown some curveballs & adjusting to them has been quite the challenge. Over the summer Sir’s adult daughter moved in with us. I am an only child with… Continue reading Curveball
I had a sort of epiphany recently and it’s been difficult to deal with and muddle through. I am not giving Sir the best version of me. I have an addiction that may very possibly be the most difficult addiction to beat. Food addiction. When I met Sir I was on the road to better… Continue reading The best
Two weeks ago my Bearded Dragon died. Putting it out there in the universe like that sounds so simple and nonchalant. I mean who mourns the passing of a lizard, right? Well… this particular lizard was with me for a very long time. I’m talking 17 years. She was with me longer than my ex… Continue reading A Shoulder
A few days ago I was reading THIS post and mentioned it to Sir. He asked me to reflect on it and talk about how things have changed or stayed the same over the past year. I cannot believe it’s been 2 years since we met. It’s been a while since I read my first… Continue reading Reflections- 2 years later
A couple weeks ago it was Sir’s birthday! We were able to escape for a little extended weekend adventure, it was so much fun and I don’t think either of us wanted to come back. He was kind and allowed me to surprise Him. I planned the whole trip, allowing for some down time to… Continue reading Happy birthday Sir!
I saw this on Pinterest yesterday and it reminded me of us. It hits on some issues we both deal with on a daily basis. Everyone has their quirks and when you find that person who completes you then you find ways to empower them so those “quirks” aren’t even a thing. I need regular… Continue reading Our Team
I can’t believe my birthday month is almost over again. It feels like I was just writing about turning 40. I’m not one to get weird over age but I have to admit, I’m sad to see 40 come to an end. Not because of the number or because I’m getting older but because 40… Continue reading Reflections of Forty
