The One Where I Thank My Friends

Nov 14, 2014 by

You guys. I know we’ve all heard and know IN OUR BONES the whole “it takes a village” thing on raising kids, but it really, really does. And I’m not even talking about literal helping of the raising children today. I’m talking about helping of the keeping me sane.

That takes a village.

I am very lucky and so grateful to have some crazy amazing friends. Some I’ve had my entire life (my sister), some for most of my life, some since college (which, omg, is like, half my life now) and some since my 20s (oh wait, THAT is like half my life. damn.).

Go Team

Nov 6, 2014 by

My husband doesn’t really like when I write about him here. (Hi, Tom! And… sorry!) But sometimes, in order to keep it real, I have to! We just celebrated our seventh anniversary with some wine and a family meeting. Romantic! To be clear, we do have spectacular actual celebratory plans in two weeks, but this was still pretty awesome to me.

“Can you believe they let us DO THIS???”

You see, lately we’ve been like… bumping into each other. Off our game. Drowning in the responsibility of paying a mortgage, keeping reliable vehicles on the road, and the care and raising of two small feisty ladies. It’s easy during this time — the time during which you are still relatively new at this entire parenting thing — to get snippy. To get frustrated. To feel like your partner neither understands your efforts nor appreciates your sacrifices for the family. And this goes both ways, people, of course, but it’s hard to see past your own shit and notice that hey, maybe my spouse is feeling similarly? Or feeling anything? Who knows? All I know is TAKE OUT THE DAMNED GARBAGE IF YOU’RE GOING OUTSIDE ANYWAY. See what I mean? Gah. That can’t be fun for anyone.

Where am I?

Oct 30, 2014 by

Last week I traveled for work and this week I was in training until yesterday afternoon. I can’t even remember what I’m supposed to be doing right now – as is evidenced by my super late post.

Here are some things. In no particular order.

  • I made a menu for next week. I KNOW. See? I was so productive with that, I might as well just call this week a success.
  • My friends are just the greatest. All of them. For no reason and all the reasons.
  • I’m so freaking excited my kids love their Halloween costumes. No, Audrey is not going as Elsa because Halloween requires a costume and Audrey is Elsa errr day.

The Supers.

True sisters

Oct 16, 2014 by

My girls are best friends. Seriously. About 88% of the time, they really and truly enjoy being in each other’s company. Which makes me happy.

The thing that is funny to me is how different these two children are. These two girls who are only 22 months apart and being raised by the same parents in the same house could not be more different.

While they share a family resemblance (I think?), they even look very different. But, that’s only the beginning. Some of their personality traits follow the “traditional” oldest child/youngest child stereotypes – Olivia is the bossy, rule-following, protective, big sister and Audrey is the (somewhat) easygoing, rule-breaking, coddled, little sister.

Livie Lou: Big Sister

Treat yo self. {A Foxwoods Review & Giveaway}

Oct 9, 2014 by

Recently, my fellow blogger Jenn and I suffered the excruciating hardship of enduring  60 minute signature massages at the hands of the folks at the Norwich Spa at Foxwoods. Listen to this torture: This beautifully choreographed, full-body, firm massage will release the tension in the entire back and shoulders, leaving you with a renewed sense of well-being. 

I KNOW. Can you believe what we go through in the name of sisterhood? Look how tired and sad we are:

Poor unfortunate souls. In pain. In need.

Just kidding, you guys. This. was. AMAZING. Jenn and I walked into the spa and were instantly relaxed, which is saying something since between us, we have four small daughters — and y’all know how relaxing THAT is. We arrived a little early, as suggested, so that we could enjoy the amenities of the spa: a gorgeous pool, sauna, and hot tub. It was enough for me, though, to lounge in my comfy spa-provided robe and sip a beverage in silence.

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