• "life",  "me",  "weekend"

    // 32

    I was just getting used to my twenties when 30 happened.  Now, I’m 32, and I’m three doors away from knocking on my mid-thirties.  It feels weird.  I spoke with confidence when I turned 30 & 31, but this year, I realize I’m just getting older.   Where I once grabbed my best girls for a night out to shut down the bars, I now capitalize on getting a day off from motherhood, chores, and wifely duties.  Life’s conundrums at its best.  Moving on… // I think that most of the pictures here are pretty self explanatory, however, I want to elaborate on the first one.  You know, the one with…

  • "life moments",  "life",  "lifestyle",  "me",  "nature",  "North Carolina"

    I Hate When Things Bite Me In The Butt

    It’s not too surprising that I wrote a blog post adorned with cozy pictures of my homemade hot chocolate, followed by a trail of words that shunned summer, that in return, summer would show me what’s, what. This very fateful day started off great; the middle was pretty good, too. But by 4:00pm the city’s electric company blew a breaker (or at least that’s what I picture in my mind). Half of the town was left without power; this included my house. We found this information out while trying to make a quick run to the store, which were all closed due to no power. And because summer wanted to…

  • "life moments",  "life",  "lifestyle",  "Liz",  "me",  "random"

    nostalgia & a broken heart

    Pic Source   My heart broke today. Not for a person; for nostalgia. It’s funny, I never imagined handwritten letters, such a common skill, could become close to ceasing its existence. Writing is my love language, but handwriting letters is an impalpable love of mine. There is something about scribbling words onto a crisp sheet of paper that someone could possibly hold onto forever.   In case you’re wondering what brought this on. It is simple, really. I was in need of new stationary. Good old fashioned set of plain quality paper with envelopes. I went to five different stores and couldn’t find anything except for notecards. Beautiful as they…

  • "kids",  "life moments",  "life",  "lifestyle",  "me"

    No Rhyme Or Reason

      Sometimes, the last thing I want to do is leave the house with my three kids in tow. But my errands were begging me to stop my charades and just go. So I put my big girl pants on and went on my way.  Luckily for me, God shed his grace on me. He knew I was trying my best to be patient during the half hour of traffic I painstakingly crept through. He knew I was trying to be patient with Rori as she screamed half of that time. He knows I don’t like driving in the rain, and I drove in the rain the entire way. I…

  • "family",  "me",  "random"

    Time is Not On My Side

    I have a lot to say lately, but little time to say it.   In other words, time is not on my side. I’ve been busy.   I wish I had a nickel for every time anyone said this, I’ve been busy.  I would be filthy rich for the rest of my life. Haha!  I have a pretty good hunch that at some point in a day, we utter those three words.  Four words if you choose to say,  I have instead of I’ve.  Okay, I’m going nowhere with this post so far.  Sorry for my mindless rambling.  Back to time being on the side of someone else.  My point is, I’m…