As I become more vocal with addressing things that bother me and addressing things that happened in my past I am beginning to realize that sometimes that my truth makes people uncomfortable. It’s not that they don’t want to hear it or don’t care about it. It’s more that they don’t really understand and don’t know exactly how to react to it. Especially when my truth is telling them that they are part of the reason I am the way that I am. Then it :: Keep Reading ::

Last weekend The Husband and I had a pretty fun weekend. We did something that I had been talking about wanting to do for awhile. That was skating. I haven't skated in over a year. My job usually goes during the summer as a field trip for the kids. Employees are allowed to skate while we are there. We also went once with the kids. I skated and the kids skated but The Husband didn't skate at all. So when we went this past Friday it was different. :: Keep Reading ::

This week I started working out again for the trillionth time. I have to admit I’m kind of tired of writing this phrase. I have done it like a hundred times since I started my blog. It’s seriously getting tiring for me. But at the same time I know I have to embrace when I’m actually taking care of myself. Besides this time I kind of have an excuse for being off . But I’m not going to let the excuse be my reason for forever. It’s time to get up :: Keep Reading ::

I think The Husband and I are enjoying life after the kids have become young adults. I think it has taken our relationship to a whole new level. When our kids were younger we rarely went anywhere without them. We just preferred to spend time with our kids. Now that doesn't go to say that we didn't let them go other places but if there was no real reason to we generally kept the kids with us. Even when they were old enough to stay home alone we :: Keep Reading ::