so with just a little over two weeks in to this motherhood gig i can attest to the following ultimates: i am the happiest, the sleepiest, the most-frightened, most crazy in love {with baby, husband, + beasts,} and the most fulfilled of my entire life. we’re on...
named the ‘devil’s elbow cottage,’ our sweet, abode is nestled among 300 year live oaks. we watch over the marshes and waters of the pinckney island wildlife refuge, in what’s called “low-country;” a snippet of south...
remember me? this has been the longest hiatus i’ve taken from writing… getting back into the swing of work has been a bit harder than i had anticipated. my body was not ready for the decathlon my anxiety-riddled brain craved, and BAM! my knee and hamstring...
i’m back! albeit with a case of vertigo—which is friggin bonkers?!?! who else has had this disco party in their head? every time i stand up i am compelled to shriek: “i’m on a boat!!!”—-hunkiest says it wasn’t funny the first...
contrary to my new, 2014 curves, both up north and down south, i did not get breast implants for christmas. i was pregnant though. a week before christmas hunkiest and i saw two pink lines on the drugstore purchased test….6 tests if i’m to be...
the hunkiest and i are the new faces of hermit living. of late, the weekend trek to trader joe’s is our cologne-spritzing, lip gloss-wearing, disco ball chasing of a saturday night. sag screenings and finally jumping aboard the netflix breaking bad train keeps...
