“I don’t want you to be mad,” she pleads.
We don’t even have to yell. Nora breaks down any and every time we have even a hint of firmness in our voices.
I’ve noticed lately that she is seemingly becoming very in tune with her emotions. Happiness, sadness, goofiness, annoyance, anger, fear, love… she’s letting [...]
I know, I know. I just posted about Nora skiing a few days ago. And it was technically old news—those photos and videos were from Christmastime!
Bad mommy. Bad blogger.
This weekend, we watched 18-year-old Mikaela Shiffrin own the women’s slalom race in Sochi, coming home with the gold medal. I may have gotten [...]
I didn’t learn to ski until I was about 10 years old. At that time, my mom put my brothers and me in lessons and it was a family activity every year thereafter.
Since then, I’ve had the opportunity to ski in Colorado a handful of times, which… if you’ve ever skied out west, you [...]
I know it’s not completely unusual these days for me to go several days without posting. But this past week? Wow, it was a doozy.
Last weekend was Michael’s birthday weekend. He didn’t feel well on Friday and had stayed home from work, and was kind of still “off” on Saturday. So we didn’t do [...]
As is usual for me this time of year, I am starting to feel the effects of the cold, snowy, dreary weather and being cooped up inside. Cabin fever, if you will. February and March are generally my least favorite months of the year. I struggle with my mood, and my motivation to do anything.
AboutI'm Heather. I'm 31 and have been married to Michael for five years. Together, we have two beautiful little girls we love more than anything, and a miniature dachshund who drives us crazy. I'm a full-time working mom who has very little time for my own "stuff" these days, like home improvement, cooking/baking, cake decorating, and photography. Despite the team not making the playoffs since 1999, I'm STILL a Buffalo Bills fan, which I think speaks to my loyalty AND sense of humor. I can't wait to pick up the pace with travel again some day... you know, when we're done being ruled by tiny fists. Welcome to my blog.
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