La de da.

Confession: I wrote this whole blog post about turning 35 last month and how it’s thrown me for a loop. I hit publish and left it up for a few hours. And then yesterday afternoon, I took it down. I don’t really know why. But I did. It wasn’t anything scandalous or crazy, but it was a bit all over the place and didn’t totally feel like me. So there’s that.

In any case.

Today I’m here with tidbits. Because I think that’s all I can really do right now. So here we go:
My friend Virginia came down for the weekend after my birthday and it was so nice to have her here. We went to Travel Town with the boys, we did a Wine Walk (without the boys) and watched movies and went on walks and had good talks. And guys, why don’t all my best friends live within ten minutes?

My best friend told me she had to wake her kid up the other day and I honestly, didn’t even know that was possible. He’s not even one yet. I seriously just looked at her dumbstruck. Because what is this “wake them up” talk?
Last week I saw the stage production of Tiny Beautiful Things with my mom. Nia Vardolos adapted it to the stage and starred in it. I truly enjoyed it. It was fresh and inspiring, just like the book.

Over the weekend, I was in Palm Springs for my girlfriend’s bachelorette party. There was drag bingo, day drinking, karaoke, dancing and a good time with lovely ladies. I truly felt my age as I was hit with a migraine, but overall it was quite lovely.

While I was in Palm Springs I rocked a two-piece. Honestly, it’s the only bathing I own. I didn’t even hesitate. Which was a huge leap, because I feel like I’ve done nothing but stress eat sweets the last few months. And it shows. But alas, I did it. And I’m looking forward to more pool time this summer.

UntitledYesterday at class, Riley made a Mother’s Day craft and when we got home he made sure to remind me that he “MADE IT FOR DADDY!” Guys, my kid is a savage.

My kid is also just a huge Daddy’s Boy. Rhys, on the other hand, is TBD. For now, he’s mainly all about mommy, but every day when Matt gets home he’s all about him. These kids, I tell ya.

The other night I had five consecutive hours of sleep and I almost cried I was so happy.
In two days this blog turns TWELVE. It’s a bit nutty really.

Eventually I’ll write again in more than snippets. Or I’ll pack this little blog up. Who knows. It’s been a great run so far.

And I’m still here. So that’s lovely.


happy wednesday!