Monday, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt because I know it's tough to follow this A*MAY*ZING weekend of mine. And work, it's downright impossible to measure up to two adorable kids, Max (22 mos) and Tommy (6 yrs), beautiful friends, and the fabulous Make-A-Wish Foundation. But still, you could have at least put up some … Continue reading and there’s this burning, like there’s always been. i’ve never been so alone; and i’ve, i’ve never felt so alive.
"Oh, and when you figure out, Love is all that matters after all. It sure makes everything else, seem so small." Carrie Underwood sang these words (to me) and captured my attention today as I rode the bus this morning on my way to our new work office (finally) in downtown Chicago. I thought of … Continue reading the nanny diaries: my weekend with max
Meet Max. My Boyfriend. While it may not be Facebook official- (he's not a Facebook user-type)- I know that he adores me too. You should have seen all of the kisses he gave me this evening. So without saying too much, mainly because I am E.X.H.A.U.S.T.E.D., this adorable little 1.5 year old is the reason … Continue reading meet max…the reason I’ve been m.i.a.
Meet my 7-year old BFF, Michaella. And look at all of that sugar that she surrounded us with! My teeth hurt just looking at it. After a few weeks of making valentines for friends & family members, Michaella hosted a party for her friends- which turned out to be a surprise for me when I came in … Continue reading michaella & me
~ Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale. ~ One of my little BFFs, Michella, asked me yesterday if there was a boy (in my life), to which I gave a blushing "Maybe... Kinda...I don't know...I hope so" response. The 7-year old (going on … Continue reading i’m not a princess. this ain’t a fairy tale.
So...yeah...I've never really liked Christmas. I know, I know. I should expect a lump of coal in my stocking for admitting that, but it's the truth. I'd try to explain myself, though figure it's best not to out of fear that you'll start calling me The Grinch. When this phenomenon began is a mystery to me. … Continue reading you make me want to believe, again.