For some football talk? Growing up, football was the main sport in our house. I don’t remember much baseball watching..perhaps it was because one parent is a Phillies fan and the other a Pirates fan…and their games weren’t aired frequently in Virginia. The fact that out of the 5 girls, there are two fairly apathetic… Continue reading Are you ready…?
What are your favorite fall memories? Hands down – mine revolve around weekends spent tailgating at Penn State. Over the past 2 weeks we’ve enjoyed 3 big Fall activities that I hope will be staples in my children’s memory bank. 1) A weekend in State College, PA with friends and family. 2) Our Annual trip… Continue reading Apple and Pumpkin Pickin’
I had a relatively quiet weekend…and a pretty quiet week, too, come to think of it. The kind of week that leaves me scratching my head in regards as to what on earth I will possibly blog about on Monday. No earth shattering news, no life changing events, no massive projects…just the day in &… Continue reading Looking Up
The first day of school came and went. I sent Nora off to Pre-K at a school that I’m kind of in love with. It’s Montessori-based and the fact that her days are spent exploring and the majority of it she’s outside (yes, rain…or shine) makes my heart happy. There will come a place and… Continue reading Caught off guard
Now that you have that song stuck in your head, let’s chat about California. I mentioned a few weeks ago that Paul and I had chosen to head there for our anniversary. Our main reason for selecting the west coast as our destination was because neither of us have been farther west than Chicago and we… Continue reading California Dreamin’
Politics. I hate you. Longwood University. I love you. Take a look around where I called home for 5 years. Yes, it took me 5 years (but to be fair, I left with my Masters Degree). All photos from HERE I hope you enjoy the VP Debate tonight, for now…I’m enjoying a 3 year old… Continue reading Politics
Dear little one, For a variety of reasons, odds are you probably don’t even know me. Perhaps one of your parents and I were old friends going all the way back to middle or high school. Perhaps they were college friends or sorority sisters or friends who came into my life once I was married.… Continue reading An open letter to my friend’s child(ren).