Saturday, February 25, 2017
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
It's Our Anniversary
I love this picture of us. We took it while in Atlanta for my Aunt's funeral. Its nothing special, just a shot taken outside our hotel, but I love the way we are in this picture. We just FIT. I can't really explain it, but I love it.
For our anniversary today we decided to head out to dinner. That's one of the perks of having older kids and just one still at home. We can go on impromptu dates and not have to worry about the kids. A peak at whats to come when the baby leaves in about 3 years for college.
I'm not a drinker, but decided to get a drink. I like fruity drinks and this fit the bill. I can't remember the name of it, but it was good. I got a vampire taco, in the picture above. The first couple of bites were good, but then it got real spicy and I couldn't finish the second one. Our appetizer was extra yummy though and I wished we had more. Crab cakes with fresh mango & papaya, passion fruit beurre blanc, tomato oil. I thought I had a picture of it, but I guess not. I kind of slacked on the picture taking, but enjoyed the night out.
9/52 - Self Portraits in Black and White - Anniversary Edition!
Most nights as I get ready for bed, I look for one of Fonzy's old white t-shirts. Even though I have plenty of pajamas, there's nothing better than sleeping in one of his t-shirts. If I have nightmares, I nudge him awake, he will pull me close to him and my nightmares go away.
Today we have been married for 14 years. Come July, we will have been together for 19 years. It hasn't always been rainbows and sunshine. We've fought, broken up, made up, laughed and cried. Some days we can't get enough of each other, some days we can't stand each other. But that's how love is sometimes.
I love this life we've built together. We have 2 boys who have grown up to be pretty good kids. One has already spread his wings and left the nest(college), the other is close behind, I'm looking forward to what our new life will be. Just the two of us. We've talked of traveling and new adventures. No matter what, we've got each other.
So Fonzy, here's to what was probably just a booty call in the beginning to almost 19 years of happily ever after!
I love you always and forever! And your white shirts.
Sunday, February 19, 2017
A Puerto Rican County Girl
I grew up in Dunkirk NY, the westernmost city in New York, right on Lake Erie. Dunkirk and the surrounding areas have miles and miles of farms and vineyards. It’s a very rural area. At 16 I moved to Texas and people would ask where I was from. I would say New York and they automatically assumed NYC. Sometimes I corrected them, sometimes not. I wanted to be that Nuyorican from NYC. I told everyone in Texas they were country and I was oh so citified. I have never even been to NYC, even though I was born and raised in New York.
I still have a fascination with NYC and it's on my bucket list to visit but I've come to terms with who I really am. A Puerto Rican country girl! Give me wide open spaces, a big red barn, vegetable garden, flower beds, some chickens rooting around, a big front porch with rocking chairs and I will happily sip my morning coffee and enjoy the country life.
Or - give me a house on the beach. Either will do!
Friday, February 17, 2017
8/52 - Self Portraits in Black and White
Thursday, February 16, 2017
Road Tripping Knitting
Friday, February 10, 2017
7/52 Self Portraits in Black and White
We are in week seven and I'm still hanging in there. Yay me!
I'm not sure where this journey is going to take me. I have ideas swirling in my head for portraits. Some strange, a little crazy, some pulling me out of my comfort zone. But I'm feeling this was the purpose of the project. I want the pictures to capture the essence of me. The day to day, but also the weird, crazy, strange images I have in my mind.
This weeks picture states my everyday. Coffee, knitting and wishing for a nap!
I'm not sure where this journey is going to take me. I have ideas swirling in my head for portraits. Some strange, a little crazy, some pulling me out of my comfort zone. But I'm feeling this was the purpose of the project. I want the pictures to capture the essence of me. The day to day, but also the weird, crazy, strange images I have in my mind.
This weeks picture states my everyday. Coffee, knitting and wishing for a nap!
Friday!
Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Neutral Baby Blanket and Pale Pink Sweater
I finished my nieces baby blanket and sweater in time for the baby shower. I love the soft, neutral colors. It's going to be so much fun having a little girl to dress and play with! My sister and I are too excited!
Saturday, February 4, 2017
6/52 - Self Portraits in Black and White
The morning hair struggle is REAL!
When I was in middle school, my hair was short. I'm not sure if it was because I wanted it short, or because my Mom got tired of doing it. I have always been tender-headed and getting my hair done was pure torture! I remember one day, sitting in class and some kids were making fun of my hair. Saying it was so short and I looked like a boy and was ugly. I remember that day clearly. Tears welled up in my eyes and I hated my hair! I wanted so bad for it to be long.
My hair grew back, but when Halle Berry's short hair became popular, I cut my hair like hers. The kids in middle school taunting me came to mind, but I don't recall hating my hair then.
I've always had a love/hate relationship with my hair. I've wanted it curly, then bone straight, thinner, a lighter color, maybe even red. I was never quite satisfied. But now, I actually love my hair. Yes, it takes a long time to do, yes sometimes it's a hot mess, but that's ok. I don't plan on cutting it short ever again.
My Grandmother would always quote the Bible saying a women's hair is her crowning glory and should never be cut. She would be so happy with it now.
When I was in middle school, my hair was short. I'm not sure if it was because I wanted it short, or because my Mom got tired of doing it. I have always been tender-headed and getting my hair done was pure torture! I remember one day, sitting in class and some kids were making fun of my hair. Saying it was so short and I looked like a boy and was ugly. I remember that day clearly. Tears welled up in my eyes and I hated my hair! I wanted so bad for it to be long.
My hair grew back, but when Halle Berry's short hair became popular, I cut my hair like hers. The kids in middle school taunting me came to mind, but I don't recall hating my hair then.
I've always had a love/hate relationship with my hair. I've wanted it curly, then bone straight, thinner, a lighter color, maybe even red. I was never quite satisfied. But now, I actually love my hair. Yes, it takes a long time to do, yes sometimes it's a hot mess, but that's ok. I don't plan on cutting it short ever again.
My Grandmother would always quote the Bible saying a women's hair is her crowning glory and should never be cut. She would be so happy with it now.
Friday, February 3, 2017
Something Pretty and Pale Pink Baby Sweater
Happy Friday!
Saw these tulips at the store and couldn't pass them up. I needed something pretty to look at.
I just realized my sister's baby shower is next weekend! GASP! I need to get working on a gift. Pale pink baby sweater on the needles.
Saw these tulips at the store and couldn't pass them up. I needed something pretty to look at.
I just realized my sister's baby shower is next weekend! GASP! I need to get working on a gift. Pale pink baby sweater on the needles.
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