We Were on a Break

I just logged into my Blogger account . . . . having felt this yearning to write that I haven't done in some time.  I looked at the posts from this past year - I posted 4 times.  When we started the blog, the goal was to post once a week.  But, shit happens.  Life happens.  The point of this blog for me, from the beginning, was an outlet for me to express myself.  Its never been about the amount of followers or likes or comments that I get, though in all honesty and with deep humility, every acknowledgement that someone read something that I wrote is gratifying.

Home

We've lived in our current home for over 10 years in Chesapeake.  It has been our haven - the place we've shared with family and friends.  We have celebrated success and grieved over losses here.  We have eaten our best meals and drank the best wines here.  The backyard has been our oasis.  The kitchen has been our dance floor.  We've put blood, sweat and tears into making this our home and maintaining this home.  

I believe that your home should be your sanctuary.  The one place you feel the most safe and protected.  The place that you feel utter contentment and joy.  Your home becomes an extension of yourself, of the places you've traveled and the things that make you feel at peace and bring you happiness.  This is our home . . . .

Fuck Gluten

I follow a "Work Hard, Play Hard" mentality.  I believe life should be enjoyed - it's too fucking short!  So, eat what you want!  Drink what you want!  Love who you want!  Go where you want!  It would be great if it were all that simple but in general, I try to follow the principles as rebelliously as I can.

Power of Conscious Thought

Amidst stress, chaos and the uncertainty of late, I've watched and listened to those around me react to life, politics, family, future.  Often times I'll tell someone that they are in my thoughts and prayers.  It's a powerful statement, I believe.  Telling someone that you intentionally pray for them, as I learned from my father, holds special meaning.

Post Hiatus - Happy New Year

Have been on a serious hiatus through the holidays and into the new year.  It's taken me until Jan 20 to write this New Years post because I hate conforming.  I refuse to make a damn resolution.  New Year, New Me . . . My Ass!  Simply put, we have the opportunity to re-invent ourselves or resolve to make changes at any point during the 12 months of every year.  So, I refuse to conform to the idea that come January 1, I'm going to be a new, healthier me.  I ate McDonald's on New Year's Day and I've also drank my weight in alcohol these past few weeks.  The Christmas decorations only just came down this past week so we were still celebrating!  My mother calls me a rebel, and I own that.  I simply hate abiding by rules and am detracted by the conformity and conventionality of things.  (I am, however, quite entertained by Snapchat filters - how conventional is that?!)