May 2, 2016
My Husband is very wise. Here are some fun things his steady, calm, patient attitude has taught me: Things always go on sale. There is no need to pay full price for (almost) anything Some things may be fated, but hard work gives fate a helping hand and will lead you to it faster and surer Kids need limits to…
October 28, 2015
eight years ago. pasta and potatoes at every meal empty pockets; only food that fit my budget. in a new city, needing a rebirth, living out of my suitcase, on the wrong side of the tracks. early mornings, up to catch the train. i watched drug deals happen and turned my face against the icy Spring wind that was trying…
October 21, 2015
My husband and I have a “puke-worthy cute” (we’ve been told) relationship. We always kiss each other goodbye, text each other during the day to check in (“How’s your day going gorgeous?”) and hug each other randomly during the day. We ask how the other one is doing, share a laugh, and help each other cook meals. We have a…
September 30, 2015
I used to dread October. I saw it as the end of everything. October seemed like September’s dirge song. (Is dirge song a repetitive statement?) On top of that, I was always broke in October, so the planning for Halloween festivities depressed me. Every twenty year old knows that Halloween costumes aren’t free, and going out that night is going…
June 13, 2015
Yours Forever. I want to make out with you in alleyways- I want to trace your cheek with the tip of my finger. I want to lace my heart with yours forever. Our hands always held before we jump in to each other.
November 26, 2014
It is Wednesday already! Where did Monday and Tuesday go? I have been frantically working and crocheting presents. I have to get them all ready to mail before the 11th so the pressure is on. Every time I think I have a free second it gets filled up by work, laundry, Xmas parties, chores, sick days. This weekend was a…
September 13, 2013
Trying my hand at poetry again. It’s not that great but I love the sentiment and the man who inspired it so here goes. Yes, it’s a love poem- very original, hey? It’s just that I used to write poetry in my troubled teens and writing of angst is so much easier. My Anchor You are my rock. No. No,…