Posts Tagged ‘self’

I took these three pictures this weekend that I loved.  They’re a little art-y, a little still life-y, and maybe a little goofy, but I love them.  The first two are from a little coffee shop in Newport that is RIGHT on the water.  Marc got a coffee and I got inspired.  The last one […]


Shut-in

15Apr09

My neck is getting better very slowly.  I have used my doctor’s note to its fullest extent–today is my third day off and I will return back to work tomorrow.  My brain is ready to be back into the work mode, but I am not entirely sure that my body is. I also REALLY hate […]


Last night, on my NEW BED (but old mattress), I went to check my cell phone to see what time it was.  This is a normal turn of events, however last night, my neck decided to wrench, pull and do something extraordinarily unfair and hurtful.  I couldn’t move my head to the right, and a […]


So Marc and I had the luxury of spending the weekend together, which hasn’t happened in two weeks, making this weekend (even though I had to work) completely blissful.  I have to remember that I am allowed to get USED to spending time with my husband alone–and that it’s ok! We had a “big movie” […]


Dress battle

29Mar09

One of my oldest friends is getting married on May 24.  I am really looking forward to being there, but I also am really looking forward to being a stunner.  I’m proud of the 30-ish pounds that I lost and I want to look sexy, cool and confident.  I also had a Macy’s gift card […]


Once again

28Mar09

March has been a hard month.  Marc’s been OUT of town more often than he’s been in it.  The majority of his travel has been for work, but this last leg (from yesterday — Friday — until April 1, Wednesday), he is in California, visiting his mom.  I’m happy for him, to be able to […]


I love winter, probably more than most, but I’m freakin’ DONE.  I’m ready for it to be spring and somewhat warm, and for there to be no snow.  Rain is fine, just no more snow.  PLEASE.  I don’t think my brain can handle it anymore.  And the bottoms of my jeans are completely wrecked. I’m […]