I'm here to butt into your day and share/talk about a series of buts/butts I have thoughts on about my blog. I am often protective of my thoughts about what to share or not on my blog, especially over other social media sites. I've read that's a way to build your audience. Share over multiple… Continue reading But is that socially acceptable to blog about that?
Category: Adventures
A reflective memoir from a personal blogger
As a personal blogger, there are moments when I think to myself, what the heck am I doing trying to be a blogger? Yesterday, I got an email from Bluehost to remind me how many days I have left to renew my website's domain name. I chose to use Bluehost to host my own website… Continue reading A reflective memoir from a personal blogger
The well-traveled road to an empty nest library
The moment I became a mom, I discovered I must've forgotten to ask a lot of important questions in life up to that point. I hadn't traveled that road before, and I was scared as hell thinking I'd fail. I was determined not to fail at the adventure of being a housewife and a mother. … Continue reading The well-traveled road to an empty nest library
This empty nest mom’s solo adventure
As an empty nest mom, I wonder a lot about what my kids might be up to, or how they are doing, or I think about how fun it was to have them arrive home every day after school to tell me how their day went. They'd go off to their little school and… Continue reading This empty nest mom’s solo adventure
Road trip
Where am I? Heading out on a road trip. I'm super excited to travel for work. In the direction I'm heading, it is close to one of my kids! Yay, I get to see my daughter. I'm taking a solo road trip - don't ya worry about me, I'm a big girl - just like… Continue reading Road trip
The wild edges of my little ol’ yard
It was a chilly 44 degrees this morning. Me and my wild-a** morning hair, my camera, and a little ol' pup with a nose for adventure, headed out to see if the plants survived the chill of the night. The irises haven't bloomed yet. My hand wasn't as steady as I hoped, but I did… Continue reading The wild edges of my little ol’ yard