Give me your attention. All of it. I’m not requesting it so I can get a point across. I am demanding it because I need confirmation that I am still doing okay. Currently, I am in the middle of a life crisis. Originally titled My Midlife Crisis but I cut that out in a hurry because if this is the middle of my life I’m not making it to 60 and I’m trying to reach for the stars here. It started a handful of months ago, but wasn’t noticed until a few weeks ago. The dreadful day I disco[...]
Laundry is my worst nightmare. And I mean it. I am terrible at starting it in the first place, but even worse at finishing the job. My husband washes his own clothes and I say it is from years of him living as a bachelor before me so he is used to it, but it’s probably because I am so unreliable when it comes to completing the task. On Sunday’s when Jeremie does his load of laundry I find him having to empty the dryer of wrinkled shirts and pants in order to put his items in it.[...]
I’m doing it you guys! I’m really doing it! My annual blog post, to keep all you fans (thats you, mom and dad) up to date on the life of Brady. I am about to celebrate my one year anniversary living in Beaumont! My fourth wedding anniversary falls on the exact same day, but lets all agree that we are more surprised about the fact that I survived a year here. We all knew I would make it this far in my marriage since Jer would be lost without me, duh. It was my big move that was ques[...]
Forty-two days. That is how long I have been a fine resident of Beaumont, Alberta. I’m not completely sure that is the exact number of days because I think I have been unpacking for at least five years. Two of those years were me opening boxes labeled “kitchen” that were filled with tupperware containers, each individually wrapped in paper to make sure no damage could be done to my precious plastic lids. I also spent a decent amount of time unraveling paper to discover single flip flo[...]
Apparently I am not a consistent person. How long has it been since my last blog post? If I was getting paid for this, I would be a lot better at keeping it up. Pay me and I'll prove it. The posts started to slow down once Dexter started daycare and I was working hard to start up my makeup and esthetics business. At the same time, I learned that I was pregnant and all of my hard work building up a clientele for Brady Layne Beauty was probably going to go to waste once I birthed the child. Su[...]
Today my son is eleven months old. I used to be torn between wanting to keep him a little 7lb bundle, but also wanting him to be a little boy with a beaming personality. I was so excited that I made this little fella, pushed him through my tiny crotch, and now I get to watch him grow. I’m not torn anymore. read more[...]
This month marks four years since I moved away from the comforts of my home to start a life with a boy I was pretty sure I was in love with. Turns out I was and we are married now. Phew! It also marks four years since I had the worst (and only) roommate experience of my life. Let me tell you a little story… read more
It has been a while since I posted any stories other than my makeup looks. It has been a busy month which I find very surprising since I basically have no life. Now that I think about it, my lack of excitement is what is keeping me so occupied. Dexter has been keeping me busy for hours on end, and I don’t mean my son. Netflix is a terrible, wonderful thing and I will win a contest to finish a TV series faster than you. I will bet money. read more[...]
Pregnancy tests taken in the last two weeks: Three. They were all negative. I even spaced them out with a few days in between each of them just in case I was taking them too early. My body has been telling me I am pregnant. One symptom after another and I started to panic. I ran to the store to buy some tests, with an eight month old baby on my hip. I think there is a confidentiality agreement to not mention anything, and also an agreement to give a sympathetic nod to a woman with a young ba[...]
Valentines Day was this past weekend and my husband is better than your husband. Jeremie has always been pretty good with gifts but what I received this year is by far the best present I have ever been given. We have a tradition for Valentines Day that involves a lot of junk food. Our gifts to each other usually consist of snacks because nothing says romance like kissing your lover with Cheeto dust all over your face. Jeremie buys me all of the chocolate in the world because he is scared I w[...]