Thank you all so much for your kind and thoughtful words last week as I shared about bringing my Frugal Fashionista series back, but more importantly, why it stopped in the first place. It was very encouraging and every single comment meant the world to me, well except one, but in life, isn’t there always that one?
Honestly, the comments and interaction are what I love the most about the blog, but as we all get busier, it just hard to leave them. If you haven’t read the last post, I ask you to head there first because it sets a background for me bringing back one of my favorite series (and yours.)
This past month, I’ve been doing some traveling. I am not a plan and pack kind of girl. Does this surprise you?
This is the continuation of the “reality TV show episode” that our eldest son (Son #1) is living through this summer.
If you have not read the first post, PLEASE BACK UP to part one and start there or this will not make one bit of sense to you.
Do you remember where we left off?
It’s the second day of our son’s internship. Nervous with the newness of it all, he walked into the office to deliver some necessary paper work. When he reached into his duffel bag, a five foot coiled Boa greeted his hand.
Yes, hand meet large, treacherous snake or something like that.
Now, let’s back up just a minute, since I am sure you have questions.
First. “No, he didn’t feel the snake in his duffel bag.”
Have you ever lifted up my purse? I would never know one was in there either because based on the day, my purse can be a full body builder workout! On any given day, his duffel bag houses books, a laptop, gym clothes and miscellaneous items, like large, deadly snakes (Well, maybe not deadly, but it makes the story better, so go with it.)
When he went to grab his large folder, part of the snake was stuck in between the folder. So as he grabbed it, he yanked it out, and immediately knew something felt wrong. He continued to pull out the folder and with it came the snake. [Read More...]
This should be an inspirational post about sending our sons off to college. I should share how my heart is breaking bit by bit because I miss our big boys being around.
I should recall deep, meaningful insights such as fully understanding my calling as a mom means that this journey over the last 18 years involves raising them so we can launch them well. I should be sharing that while they will never stop being our little boys, we need to open up those tightly clenched fists and let them fly, because they are ready, even if we are not.
BUT, that is NOT what I am going to share because what you are about to read is a tale that only reality TV shows are made of, as in, if a little camera had been following that eldest boy of mine around this last month, he would not have to be working hard at his first internship because he would be starring in a leading role.
This is a story about our eldest son’s first summer away from home. [Read More...]