What is there to say about little old me? Hmmm …
I am the incredibly proud and often-times frustrated mother of three amazing girls. Aubrey, the oldest, just turned SIXTEEN. Sydney, my dreamer, turned THIRTEEN this year, and my feisty little Alli is FOUR but still firmly rooted in the Terrible Twos.
I married my sailor three duty stations, six rentals, and fourteen years ago. P.S. In the last year or so, I have fallen in love with him all over again.
I am THIRTY-SEVEN years old, and I love it! I do not believe “40 is the new 30,” nor do I want it to be. (I may change my tune if and when my red hair begins to gray…)
In my dreams I own a beautifully decorated home, write best-selling novels, and host fantastic parties every weekend. In reality my decorating “style” is really just comfort. I blog when I get inspired, and I’ve recently tried a recipe for a kick-ass bacon-wrapped cheeseburger.
I love reality TV but shrink away from drama in real life.
I am in a never-ending search for a simplicity, and I always think I have found the secret. Meanwhile, I am surrounded by clutter and toys and coupons. But I’m still trying.
I have big plans for losing weight
this every year … and I also have a recipe for a kick-ass bacon-wrapped burger.
Yeah, that last one pretty much says it all.
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