I really enjoyed Christmas this year. We decorated the house, sang carols, had the in-laws over for dinner, played with the pups, and over spent time sharing the love. Merry Christmas, from my home to yours🎄
Earlier this year I set out on a mission to learn how to crochet again. Back when I was like 10, my mom put my sister and I in crochet lessons at the local craft store. Back then, all I remember making was a square (lol – pot holder maybe?). My way craftier sister made
I’ve lived in Canada for almost 4 years now and I have yet to see a “white Christmas.” Snow seems to show up right after the new year and stick around for until April. What kind of madness is that?!? It’s like having snow for the worst part of the year. Anyways, it looks like
I use to refer to myself as an “extroverted introvert” because I truly enjoy hanging out with people I like. It’s fun and I look forward to it. I always assumed that introverts were loners and shut-ins who couldn’t handle socializing. I absolutely did not want to be associated with a recluse type personality. For
I’m sooo over birthdays. Birthday parties, that is. Over the past few years, I’ve attempted to put together a gathering (both the casual and the formal variety) with friends for my birthday and it just doesn’t work out. I’m chalking it up to just getting old. The last birthday party I’ll throw is for my 30th. But
On August 2nd, 2017 my grandpa passed away. What was supposed to be a routine procedure turned into a coma that he could not recover from.
My husband Brent has this insane natural tendency to pedal harder uphill — both in life and in cycling. Let me explain. Back in August of last year, we both got super serious about cycling and invested in road bikes. These bikes are closer to what you’d imagine professionals using versus what the average person
I thought about not have a comment section on this blog. The reason is simple: I don’t care what you think. Ouch, Andréa. That hurt my feelings. Too fucking bad. And yes, I’m pissed off. Why? Because lately, there are a few characters from my past (who will not be named) who feel the need
Documenting my yearly goals has been something I’ve always done as a personal blogger. I like to take a moment to write down what I want to see out of the next year then use that blog post as a way to hold myself accountable. I’ve done that every year since I can remember blogging.