This post may contain affiliate links. Making a purchase through one of these links helps to support this blog. A friend once said to me, “Holy shit, Jess! You’ve lived a double life!” This was after telling her about some of my old haunts and hangouts during college and how I felt it was so strange that I never knew my husband prior to meeting each other because I was always sort of around him (where he worked, where he…
I started 2013 with hopes and dreams of starting a family. I built up this hope so much that it consumed me for the first half of 2013. I went to the doctor, cut out certain foods, bulked up on certain other foods, took prenatal vitamins, got disappointed when my period showed up, drove my husband crazy–the whole shebang. As 2013 progressed, my disappointment in not becoming a mother gradually started to fade. I’m thankful that, despite our efforts…
I’m going to be a typical Jersey girl and tell you about how I spent New Year’s Day shopping post-holiday sales at the mall. I’m going to squash the Jersey girl stereotype by telling you that I usually stay away from the mall because I can’t stand pushy vendors, crowds and mall rats (to think I used to be one of them!). But my New Year’s Day of shopping was a good one because I got to spend it with…
It was during senior year that I discovered my love for writing. Maybe it was my teenage angst or maybe it was the creative outlet that my senior English class offered me, but from then on I have felt the need to just write. There have been notebooks filled with copious amounts of poetry, numbers of handwritten letters mailed in decorated envelopes, journal entries and ultimately the creation of this blog. While I’ve felt this blog has lost its original…
Before the cold weather made its appearance for the year, I wished for snow. I love days spent home watching the snow fall outside of my window. I love the pretty white blanket it leaves behind. But it’s not officially winter yet and we’ve already had a few good snowfalls. Now when I said I wanted snow, I didn’t mean every week. I didn’t mean inches upon inches building up within a few days. I meant one good snowfall to…
The thing I have realized about perfect days is that nothing particularly extraordinary has to happen to make them seem so perfect. Our perfect day started when I woke up super early. I left my husband to sleep in while I went out into the living room to watch some early morning news. By the time I switched to Jurassic Park (to watch it for like the 1000th time), my husband was waking up. Hearing him wake from his sleep, I…