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
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
“It’s okay to be happy with a calm life.” This is a quote that I posted on Facebook almost a year ago. It sounds good and pretty and zen, but it doesn’t feel all the way true. But it’s getting truer. My word for this year is quiet. Ironically, I’ve kept pretty quiet about this.… Continue reading Quiet is My Friend
My dating relationship with Mr. Engineer had its ups and downs.
The day began like any other. Kisses goodbye, eating breakfast and then, a phone call. “My car engine exploded and I need you to come get me.” Word of advice to husbands: use the word explosion with caution. I quickly grabbed my keys from the hook by the door and with a lot of jangling,… Continue reading Our Story
My fondest memories begin with a walk. My mother is a walker through and through. I think I inherited my deep love affair with long walks from her. My short legs couldn’t keep up with her as a child so I used to ride my bike to keep up; long, wild hair poking out of… Continue reading Walking, Not Running