Lately I've been feeling that I have nothing to say. Well, nothing good to say. Or anything good to contribute. And then tonight happened. It's been mighty rough going back to work this week. It's as if everything lay stagnant,... Continue Reading →
Blood red earth. Blackened skies. People crying out. Over the weekend tragedy once again struck as 50 people lost their lives over a senseless shooting. Over 50 more people were hurt because of inexplicable hate. In the beginning I read reports,... Continue Reading →
This past weekend I had the pleasure of having my two nephews with my husband and I. We shopped, laughed, played, slept, ate, hugged, swam, and ate some more. For the first time in a long time I found a... Continue Reading →
I have OCD. It isn't really bad but it isn't really mild either. If given the chance I'd probably like me to the character Martin of Sleeping With the Enemy - minus the whole if I can't have you no... Continue Reading →
When I worked at Ashley Furniture Homestore I devoted my life for that company. I worked hard, took whatever was given to me and powered through, and even sacrificed my well-being to promote sales and the company. It has been... Continue Reading →
I created a bucket list last year and kept it in my wallet. I didn't really tell anyone about it because it was so personal. Sometime between October and February I lost it. Sounds like something I would do. I... Continue Reading →
Lately I've been sitting back trying to make sense of the world. Mostly the last few months. The third month of a brand new year is about to end and it appears this year will be a lot more colorful... Continue Reading →
Tonight wasn't really about the food. Or the celebration of our 12 years of marriage. Rather, tonight was about taking a dream and going on an adventure.
My favorite childhood memories of Christmas were in Seattle. We'd sit in front of our Christmas tree unwrapping the what seemed like thousands of presents for each of us. My mom and dad taking pictures as they see the smile on our face for each hand wrapped present we received. Later in life it became the whole time throughout November when the choir would spend countless hours of practice to perfect the new songs for the Christmas program. It was excruciating to stand there and re-sing a song over and over but I wouldn't trade that because of the thousands of memories that were created with my family and friends.
From Sand to Gemstones 