Alright y’all. I didn’t know that “Dry January” was a thing until a few days ago. I had unknowingly participated. Let me tell you about it….. Today marks a month of no alcohol for me. My decision to stop drinking didn’t stem (wine…you see what I did there) from a “problem” per se. At least … Continue reading Dry January?
Over the past 2 weeks, I’ve seen this phrase in the most random places. Trust the Process. Let me explain. This Sunday marked my first full week on competition prep. It was harder than I thought it would be. The workout part is no big deal. That’s the easiest part of the whole thing. The … Continue reading Trust the Process
Y’all know how I live to over-share. Today is no different than any other day. Excerpt it’s totally different. But not for me. Today was a typical Monday for me. Got to work, excited to start my day. Around 11:00, fall into a hole of self-deprecation. 11:15, feel sad. 11:30, beat myself up a little … Continue reading A Case of the Monday’s
I want to give a quick backstory before I get into the meat of this post. In case you didn’t know, in July of 2015, I was pregnant with my son, Elisha. A week before I delivered him, my then-husband was arrested and didn’t come home for 2 years, leaving me to raise our family … Continue reading I Couldn’t Think of a Clever Title
I’v been reading this book today, Don’t Settle for Safe by Sarah Jakes Roberts. Very rarely have I read a book that impacted my life in such a short amount of time. I will go into more details another time, but I wanted to quote one of the last pages. Side note, I’ve cried multiple times during … Continue reading A Letter
Usually, I write these on paper and edit them before I post. But today, I was inspired and while stuck in traffic, it got all jarbled (I just made that word up. Don’t act like you’re not impressed. Oh and that was a quote from Anchorman if you didn’t catch it. If you didn’t, go … Continue reading A Time to Heal
Last night, while making cookies with my kids, they mention to me they’ve never tried cookie dough. Real cookie dough. Growing up, I want allowed to eat it because of the raw eggs. “Salmonella!!”, my mom would say to us. So much that it became an actual fear. Irrational c yes, but there nonetheless. When … Continue reading Let them eat cake..er, cookie dough!