For Sale

We put our house up for sale today. We moved in August 2013 and have loved it here. It’s a beautiful house, in a beautiful neighborhood with beautifully sweet neighbors. But, we have outgrown it. It’s the right amount of rooms in the wrong configuration and we are in a good spot right now to sell and look for our forever home. We want to find something that will last with the growth of our children and the changing seasons of our life.

Calvin is excited for a new house and a new room and especially the possibility of a back garden, seeing as right now we just have a small concrete patio. He’s had a blast looking around model homes, he is always curious as to whether the fruit decor is plastic or not!

This weekend is our open house and I’m hoping that we will get some great interest. So here we are, embarking on another adventure!

Too Much Caffeine 

I don’t usually have much caffeine, if any at all. I drink decaf coffee and tea, and I don’t touch soda or energy drinks. Tonight however, I was naughty and ate quite a bit of coffee ice cream. Now it’s almost 2am and I’m wide awake!

Besides this reason, I have so much stuff floating around my head. Thinking about our kids, family stuff, baking, skating, exercise, drawing, writing… Just a jumble of things that I’m sure could wait until the morning but apparently can’t be compartmentalized right now.

On the kids side of things, Mia has her first two teeth, Calvin needs a haircut and I want to try and get outdoors with them as much as possible whilst Curtis is on vacation.

On the baking side of things, Curtis bought me a beautiful KitchenAid stand mixer for our upcoming anniversary and I’ve got a host of items I want to bake right now! An hour after I unboxed it I made meringues, I just couldn’t wait!

And on the skating side of things, I want to pick up some knee pads so I can get some outdoor skating done whilst Curtis is here with the kids. I’m not brave enough to try and skate without them in case I try to take a knee and shred my skin up. Ouch!

As for everything else, well, it’s just random stuff. I need to count sheep or something, but I’m sure I wouldn’t get too far before drifting off on another train of thought. I hope if you’re reading this you’ve had a restful night and that you have a blessed day!

Healthy Eating

This is a bit of a different post from me! Last month I did the Fitgirl challenge on Instagram and lost 6lbs. It was a matter of cleaner eating and smaller portions combined with daily exercise that made me shift from the plateau I’ve been sitting at since Mia was born. I still have wait to lose, but I’m also still breastfeeding, so I’m taking it slowly!

I’ve discovered a love of Greek yogurt, nothing fancy, just some plain 2% to add to breakfast smoothies or top with fruit. It’s the closest to English yogurt that I’ve found, yogurt in America is always cloyingly sweet for me.


I missed the start of the July challenge, but bought the cookbook and still have the 28 Day Jumpstart recipes to pull from to continue with the healthy eating. If you check it out, I highly recommend the sweet potato street tacos… Oh my yum!

A Quote

One of my all time favorite books is Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden. There is a quote in it that has been resounding with me since my dad passed away. 

It makes me think that no matter how much I write about loss, it’s not going to change anything, it may help me release the stresses I feel but as a reader, you may not feel what I feel. Perhaps you are dealing with your own loss and there may be similarities in our thoughts, or the way we are each dealing and reacting to it, could be completely different. 

At the temple there is a poem called “Loss” carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.

The Familiar Tug

Sometimes I wonder why I torture myself thinking about roller derby, and I’m pretty sure others have wondered the same thing when I talk about it.

I do long for my skates and to feel the wind against my face as I whip around the track… But I don’t miss the people (who I’ve mentioned before) who turned their backs on me. One of whom I recently contacted to see how they were doing, only for my message to be read and ignored. There is a sting that goes along with the desire to skate again. 

I could look for another team… I could go freelance (so to speak), but this is a big city with a small town feel and I’ll always run into the same people regardless. And I shouldn’t be deterred by those people, I should push forward and do something that makes me happy. But if you’ve followed me this far, as you can see, I talk myself through all the reasons I can’t or I won’t go back to it.

There’s the obvious reasons. That I have children to take care of, a husband with an ever changing schedule and no time to spread myself so thin by committing to team life again, practices, games, meetings and social events. 

But even though I talk myself away from it, I think I will always feel the pull.