I'm 30 years old. 30 fucking years old. And I still have no idea what I'm doing. How long does it take to figure life out? A lifetime? It seems that once people get everything sorted out, their best years are behind them. But maybe that's the beauty of life - an endless cycle of... Continue Reading →
He crawls into everything. He opens any cupboards, pulls things off shelves, and wriggles his way wherever it is he wants to go. He doesn't apologize, but he looks so damn cute that I can't stay mad at him. He gets bored indoors and begs for the outside. By the end of the day, he has... Continue Reading →
You might recall, I have a goal this year of becoming more disciplined. I have a ways to go, but I've made a start and I'm already reaping the benefits. Here's how I've changed:Action: I kicked caffeineResults: I save tons of money on Scooter's Coffee; my body now sleeps when it needs to since caffeine... Continue Reading →
Sometimes it's hard to believe that a year has passed so quickly. Sometimes it feels like it's been more than a year. But either way, to think about my life before Brandon is hard to do. He is my everything now. I have reflected a bit on what I've learned this past year: 1. There's... Continue Reading →
This kid would stay in the bath tub all day if you let him. His little fingers and toes get all pruney. He gets excited every time I take him upstairs because he thinks that means it's bath time. I take him out when he has soaked me with his splashing.