We moved. We’ve unpacked. Actually we are still unpacking. The renovation has begun. We are painting and stripping wallpaper and pulling up the carpet. It’s exhausting and exhilarating. We’ve just about set up our kitchen, bedroom and our closet and the t.v. Our couches are underneath drop clothes so we’ve been sitting on green plastic… Continue reading Renovation & a Pup
It is morning here on my side of the United States. I am sitting by the window on the tenth floor of the hotel we are staying in. We were lucky to get a view of the ocean this time. A pelican is diving for fish below. I watch as it flies high into the… Continue reading No Instructions
What does it take to make a break through in a new place? Whether it is in a job or a new town. How long does it take to get to know someone and make a connection? Before I met my husband and decided to travel the world I worked for a coffee company. I… Continue reading Making Connections
Out and about I’ve discovered new spots for lunch and dinner in the southern town where I now reside and plant of galleries that support local artists and a museum across the bay. In my continued quest to eat gluten and dairy free, sometimes it’s just plain difficult. So, most of the time I eat… Continue reading Out and About
It’s been one week since I got married and left on a road trip with my husband. That term, husband still feels strange to say and to read. In truth, I love to say it. We are newly-weds! We are excited to create new adventures. We now live down south. As with any change there… Continue reading I moved to the South
I’m up late again. The last two weeks night after night I can’t seem to make it to bed earlier then 11:30. When I was working my daily schedule was consistent. In bed by 8:30 and up the next day at 5:00 to workout before heading to the office. Some nights I’d stay up till… Continue reading Late Nights & Wedding Plans
Every morning my Dad walks into the living room and stands in front of the big window. He looks out over the back yard. In our old house, the house that I grew up in, there was a bigger window to look out of and vast property. The property now is confined by a fence… Continue reading Window Conversations
