only backgroundI'm a wife, mother and grandmother. I'm opinionated. I contradict myself frequently. Most of all, I love my kids. I believe in them. I fight for them. They're weird and wonderful. If you want to know more, here's a bunch of other stuff from my old site.
Yes, I know I’m getting older. It isn’t just the creaking bones, the failing eyesight or that strange old lady who keeps staring at me when I look into the mirror. It’s my entire life.
I’ve always loved the ocean and have tried for years to get my husband to consider vacations in very warm weather. My love for all things tropical is what got us to Hawaii back in 2001 and kept my husband going back each winter. (Yes, I encouraged him.) We’ve tried to plan Disney vacations so the kids could have fun and we could stop by a beach for a day or two but that never happened. The best we could do was Cedar Point in Sandusky Ohio, and the beach of Lake Erie.
Anyway, as I’ve been searching online for masonry work for my husband, I’ve found myself drawn to areas that have mountains. There’s something about a mountain cabin that leaves me feeling warm and fuzzy. Maybe I’ve been watching too many Bonanza reruns or something, but I’m feeling very rustic lately.
Okay, someone slap me before I book a camping trip or something. Because you know I’ll regret it if I do.
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I am getting up there in age as well having just gone to my 25th High School reunion, but I admit I’m no where near the twilight of my years. I think that I can truly relate in a general sense since I feel I am also at the crossroads here. I’m not much of a water lover, but I am a big fan of going to amusement parks and the like. I have to say though, one area where I am not in agreement with is my love for nature. I love going camping and especially renting out a cabin for a long weekend with the kids enjoying nature walks, cooking meals over a fire, or even spending one precious night away from all sorts of technology. Have a good evening and take care.