When Mr. Engineer and I moved back to Georgia after living in South Florida, we fully embraced the change of seasons since they didn’t really exist during our short and sweet time in South Florida. Even though I am a beach bum at heart and love warm weather and salt air, there was something strange… Continue reading All About Apples & Tradition
Every woman experiences pregnancy differently and I’ve found it fascinating (sometimes scary) to hear all the different perspectives. For me, my final trimester has awakened in me this strong desire to wash everything. Somehow it seems that everything our child touches should be thrown in the washer first. I find an enormous amount of… Continue reading The Last Wild Weeks: Pregnancy
It was an unusually warm January day – one of the things that I love about living in Georgia. Our winter is barely winter and for this girl who loves sunshine, it works just fine for me. Friends of ours invited us to hike with them that afternoon and we were eager to join them… Continue reading The First Wild Weeks: Pregnancy
Glitzy dresses and fabulous stilettos. Bubbling champagne and fireworks. A magical kiss as the clock strikes midnight. HAPPY NEW YEAR! I’ve never experienced a New Year’s Eve like that. I ain’t that fancy. That is what you usually see on television or in the movies, setting the bar pretty dang high for someone who likes… Continue reading Our Favorite Way to Begin a New Year
As we drove away from a friend’s home recently, I thought of their beautiful white cabinets and perfectly coordinated rugs and curtains and the adorable little coffee bar that made me want to start drinking cappuccinos on the regular (despite my inability to handle caffeine). Jealousy is ugly and nobody wears it well, including me. Jealousy… Continue reading Not What I Wanted
All I could hear were leaves crunching beneath my hiking books as we made our way around another curve of the trail. Leaves were falling, adding to the ocean of burnt red and orange. There wasn’t another soul on the trail besides Mr. Engineer and I; perhaps the wildfires burning nearby had scared all the… Continue reading Breaking up with Back Pain
It started with the clanking of the beach chairs on our back. Our beach chairs have straps so that you can wear them like a backpack. This is a prime example of function over fashion. Mr. Engineer and I tried to hold hands as we walked down the sandy sidewalks of Siesta Key beach but… Continue reading The Beat of Freedom
