Oh hey there! Guess what? This is my 100th post! And 100 seems like a milestone. Like a cause for celebration. I see some cheap wine and a box of stale graham crackers in my future. 100 posts. I started this blog when I was pregnant and kind of freaking out. ...
I'm going to throw this out there - 18 months, not my favorite age. Don't judge me. I've been in denial, but I finally have to admit that my baby is not a baby anymore. Not even close. She is a toddler. I think I first realized Elisabeth was really and truly a...
Several months ago I got my group fitness certification. The sole reason I got this group fitness certification was so that I could instruct a stroller fitness class on base. Stroller Strides this is not, but it's better than nothing. I started teaching back in...
Easter was three weeks ago, but since I'm still finding plastic eggs around my house, I figure it's still appropriate to tell you all about the Easter brunch I hosted for Damon's coworkers and their families. But first, here's some free advice for you all: Don't...
How do you define a vacation? For Damon, vacation means he is on official leave. Time and place don't matter. For me, vacation means I'm lying by the beach/pool/someplace warm with trashy magazine an intellectual book in one hand and an adult beverage in the other. ...
