Remember that time when I ran away to New York City for my birthday?
It was only a few weeks ago, but honestly, it feels like several months ago. Martin’s abrupt orders to Delaware, and all the changes here at home that’s made to our routine, childcare, my work schedule, and our day-to-day household operations makes it all seem like so much time has passed.
So I don’t feel bad that I’m actually just now getting around to sharing the photos I took during that trip. Continue reading →
I went to the elementary school with Lola and Jaz this morning for Lola’s kindergarten orientation visit. It only lasted for about 30 minutes, just enough time to make introductions, get a quick tour of the school, peek into the classrooms, and explore the playground. We also got to meet some of the other children and families, too.
Of course, this is the same school that Miss C’s attended for several years, but today’s visit was all about Lola.
It’s been one year since Martin graduated from Air Force Basic Military Training (BMT). This first year has been pretty interesting, if I do say so myself.
Within months of arrival to his unit, he broke his finger during a mandatory “family day” sporting event, requiring surgery through my medical insurance, which was by choice after the military medical community fumbled his diagnosis twice, and delayed his care. Continue reading →
Martin and I honeymooned in London, England when we married 12 years ago.
We were there for five days, but I was horribly sick for three of them. I remember Martin heading out into the city for a pharmacy for some medicine, bringing me toast and tea when I was well enough to sit up in our hotel room and watch some BBC series. And on those days when I was feeling well, we really made the most of it in that city.
We visited museums, witnessed the funeral procession for the Queen Mum, and literally stumbled unknowingly onto the red carpet during the London premiere of K-Pax, sharing carpet space with Jeff Bridges shortly after Kevin Spacey walked by.
For today’s Flashback Friday, I’m sharing the post about our honeymoon in England, which you can read HERE. Despite my illness, I really enjoyed it there and have always wanted to go back for a visit. Maybe one day!
Gorgeous colors this evening coming out of the office.
Earlier this month marked 11 years since Martin and I were in northern Italy to witness this annual tradition. It’s literally Italy’s biggest food fight, and it’s been going on for centuries. And it’s brutal.
For today’s Flashback Friday, I’m sharing the post I wrote after we traveled to this event with Martin’s aunt and cousin from Sicily.
Three things I distinctly remember about being there:
1) The overwhelming smell of citrus as the streets were filled with oranges, orange peels, and orange juice everywhere.
2) Being pelted in the shoulder by a wayward orange as it was hurled from one of the ongoing fights.
3) Being so sick and nauseated the whole time since I was in the first trimester of my pregnancy with Miss C.
Exactly one year ago this week, Martin was away for Air Force Basic Military Training while I was home dealing with Jaz and his first official asthma attack. At the time, Martin could only receive snail-mail letters. At the time, phone calls were few and far between, and unless Jaz was hospitalized and in serious condition (which he wasn’t that week in March) there was no immediate way to contact Martin and let him know what was going on.
At the time, there was no way for me to know that it was all going to get worse before it got better, too. Continue reading →
[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #000000;”] I [/dropcap]t’s pretty incredible that March 2010 was four years ago. Whenever I refer to that year, I always feel like I’m doing the math wrong, because it really doesn’t seem possible that so much time has passed since I was a full-time stay-at-home mother to two girls.
I wasn’t even a work-at-home mother at that time. I left the active duty Air Force the summer before, and I had no desire to return to work at all. I had my photography business on the side, I reported to Air Force Reserve duty in Ohio once a month, and that was enough for me.
[quote type=”center”]Looking back, I don’t know how we did it on Martin’s income as a banker. In this area? With the economy what it was that year? [/quote]
Looking back, I don’t know how we did it on Martin’s income as a banker. In this area? With the economy what it was that year? Of course, my photography business helped stretch things along. But travel expenses to Ohio sucked up whatever Reserve pay I made. In general, that was definitely a lean time.
And in March 2010, one of the worst things to happen to a household with young children happened: our laundry machine died.
It’s funny to read the post now, knowing how stressed Martin was about the money we were spending. I, on the other hand, just wanted a machine that worked.
Our roles in this family have changed, and now Martin is home with the kids and the daily battle with the Laundry Beast. And I still feel like I tackle a huge part of it, too, every night when I get home from work. It never ends. It makes the world go round.
Thank goodness that machine is still going strong!
It’s the season for blizzards and Girl Scout cookies, both doing their due diligence to wreck my diet and fitness routine.
We put in two orders with two little friends, a mix of chocolate, peanut butter, coconut, and minty goodness. It’s tradition.
Every year, the packaging features new photos of Girl Scouts doing the things Girl Scouts do: canoeing, helping others, etc. There are also quotes and information about the organization, badges, and other relevant information. Continue reading →
This weekend marks my second anniversary working at my department as a full-time working mom. That means it’s also the second anniversary of Martin leaving his full-time job as a bank manager to be a stay-at-home dad to our kids.
Ours aren’t traditional family roles, but it works so well for us.
I thank my lucky stars every day that we’re able to provide for our kids like this, especially when I’m enduring rush hour traffic on my way home. It’s my coping mechanism, listing all the things that are possible because of my work and because of Martin’s care at home. I
I’m so proud of what we have.
For today’s Flashback Friday post, this is what I wrote after the family visited me at my new office in early 2012. You can read it HERE.
All the pandamonium (yeah, I just did that) reminds me of when Tai Shun made his debut in December 2005. He was the first panda to be born and survive at the National Zoo, and everyone was so excited about it, of course.
Normally, the zoo exhibits are open to the public, but because of the huge interest, there was a lottery for free timed tickets. Fortunately, I was able to get four tickets for a viewing in mid-January 2006. So we took Miss C, who was then only 2.5 years old, and her new friend from our neighborhood.
I remember everything about that day because it was the first time I really felt settled in our new hometown. Martin was dressed in his business clothes because that very morning was his first official day at the bank after completing his training. I was four months into my job at the Pentagon, and Miss C was doing so well in her new daycare center. I was in the midst of training for the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer taking place that spring. Our house was completely unpacked and organized, and we were making friends in our neighborhood.
And best of all, we were exposing our daughter to something pretty awesome and historically significant — a baby panda, something we wouldn’t have been able to see if we lived elsewhere. Our life in our new hometown felt so promising that morning.
You can read today’s Flashback Friday post from 2006 HERE.