Aside from my Father, my husband is the BEST man I know. It is simply amazing to me that God designed us to find that one special person that we look at with such adoration and love. There is nobody I would rather spend my time with, cook for, go on vacation with, hug at… Continue reading To My Amazing Hubby
I can’t say I didn’t help him. I can’t say I didn’t ask, in advance, for blueberry waffles. I actually set out the ingredients and filled the coffee pot the night before. What can I say, I’m a control freak. And my husband, as amazing as he is, doesn’t know his way around a kitchen… Continue reading Blueberry Waffles
Summer begins early here in Southern Spain. Long days with orange sunsets lingering closer to midnight every week. Long days full of sand, friends and long lunches under oversize umbrellas perched atop the lolling seashore. Vista Hermosa is a stone’s throw from the Navy base where we do our grocery shopping and Dr. appts. How… Continue reading Summer Begins
Sounds like an unattainable feat so maybe we’ll call it Low-Spend January. I am currently reading “Not Buying It” by Judith Levine and am so motivated by her cost-cutting efforts in an attempt to tackle American consumerism. This, coupled with a disaster-relief-size pantry of food that needs used before the sell-by dates expire and a… Continue reading No-Spend January
Photos to follow tomorrow – I can’t find the cord to my camera to upload photos. A bumpy bus ride along the countryside brought us to Las Dunas Centro Comercial. A quiet, quaint little mall, we had it almost to ourselves. We scurried in and out of stores. We weaved in and out of dressing… Continue reading Shopping in Sanlucar
Last year, swollen belly and puffy feet, we decorated for Christmas the day after Halloween. I didn’t care that people told me it was too early. I wanted to arrive home from the hospital to twinkling lights and a freezer full of peanut butter buckeyes. A new tradition was born. Tonight I blanketed the kitchen… Continue reading Twinkling Lights
The Spanish have their own version of the State Fair, known as Feria. Feria in Moron de la Frontera is usually held in Sept. so here are a few pictures of this past Feria. The entrance into town. The town sets up for weeks beforehand and shuts down for a week during the festivities. People… Continue reading Feria
Wow, it’s been ages. I think that’s how I started the last 12 posts because I’m such crap at keeping up the blog anymore. I can’t eveWow, it’s been ages. I think that’s how I started the last 12 posts because I’m such crap at keeping up the blog anymore. I can’t even believe that… Continue reading November: The Month of the Blog (because I said so)
Dear Tripp, You are 10 months old today. 300 rising suns and setting moons. I cannot believe how new you are to the world, to life, to experiences. You are learning so much and it’s so exciting to watch you process new things in your sweet little brain. Ever since you were a teeny baby… Continue reading 10 Months
2 weeks ago we hosted the 1st Annual Man Food Competition. This was my husband’s idea and since it was our friend’s last weekend here we wanted to send them off with a bang. I emailed out goofy rules and a sign-up form and we had 50 people show up and 15 entries in the… Continue reading Man Food Competition
Newlywed Nomads 