During the Olympics, Mr. Engineer and I spent many evenings hibernating at home catching all the prime time sports we could. There was something super exhilarating about cheering on Team USA together. The fact that it only comes around every four years makes it an epic treat to be savored. We bite our nails during… Continue reading Healthy Heaping of Love
My dating relationship with Mr. Engineer had its ups and downs.
I knew what the mail truck sounded like growing up. The familiar sound of that small, magical truck starting and stopping at each mailbox and the ‘thwack’ of the red flag going back into its resting position. My room faced the mailbox so at the faintest hint of those sounds I could peek out my window to… Continue reading Love Notes
One of the drawbacks of being sick for such a long time as a child is feeling like I have met my sickness “quota”. I don’t like to admit to anyone when I don’t feel good, even if it’s something as simple as a headache. I want to tough it out. Tylenol? Nah…That’s for wimps. This… Continue reading What Wikipedia Won’t Tell You About Asking for Help