I’m giving myself the time it takes for my hot tea to turn cold to post a short update. Nearly two years ago, I birthed not only my baby girl but also this blog. Motivated by a hybrid of reason...
The kids and I rode the bus today. It was their first time. The last time I tried taking public transportation, it was in downtown Atlanta. Clark and I were going to the U2 concert and we got horribl...
Hey! Hey! A few weeks ago, I posted about this beautiful space in my new house. Sunroom? Creative learning space? Tile floor angels? Is it all coming back to you now? Well, I don’t typically li...
Thanks to all of you that commented, phoned, and texted me with your support and encouragement on Saturday– Race Day/Beasley Moving Day. When I announced that I was running the Charlotte RaceFe...
I brought some things over to our new home yesterday {even though our official move in date is April 14th}, and my repurposing brain went into overdrive. The truth is, this place has more space than ...
You may or may not remember that I spent the better part of my third trimester with Mia sewing these curtains. {Pause to console my three-year-old who is deathly afraid of a singing clown on DVD. Tru...
I was wide awake at 3am this morning partly because the down feathers had migrated to the lower half of my body which resulted in a lot of flailing and fanning and tossing the down feather disappoint...
Ah, the smell of Springtime. It invites itself through the front door, and the Beasley family welcomes it with gratitude… no doubt because Mama Bear has been too busy packing boxes to pause to ...
Seven years ago this week, I had my first date with the handsome guitar player that is now my sweetheart. Last night, I went to see him play in town, and I realized half way through the first set tha...
Image via Rock Cakes I wish I had a bicycle on days like today. The temperature is holding just below stifling outside, and already, I am having to run my training miles for my upcoming half marathon...
I became a mother when I was 28 years old. Still a baby myself in so many ways, I used to fantasize about things like traveling to exotic destinations, gracing international platforms, and being a ba...
It is a bit of a “chicken-or-the-egg̶ 1; scenario. Without all of these liquor boxes, one might never be able to create such a moving display. And yet Moving Day is the only reasonable excus...
It is 7:57am and my entire household is still asleep. I assure you, this NEVER happens. But Spring has nearly arrived in all it’s forward-ness affording me nearly TWO HOURS to enjoy a quiet ear...
It is Friday…. Mom’s day out. Day to run, read, shop, eat lunch with friends, or sit at the bar of my favorite coffee shop and stare out the window until I lose track of time. I look forw...
I envy my mother for being able to sustain green life in the form of a patio garden. The first plant I ever tried to raise was a live Christmas tree that died after two days of leaning against the li...
We made it to Orlando! The Beasley clan is headed to Disney World tomorrow. Having grown up in Orlando, I’ve been to Mickey’s playground loads of times, but I am beside myself to rediscov...
This print caught my eye today while Mia and I were on our ladies date. I took her to enjoy a slice of the best vegan zucchini bread that Charlotte has to offer before we raided the local Marshall...
What did we do before touch screens, smart phones, and data usage plans? To think that just five years ago, I was using a flip phone {remember those?} and becoming quite the proficient with the T9 wo...
Who would have ever thought cleaning out the minivan would be so inspiring? Happy Tuesday everyone!
Image via Loud Mouse Etsy Shop I am registering Salem for preschool this week. Technically Mia is old enough to join a class as well, but I like the idea of having “Mommy & Mia” morni...
Clark and I took the kids to camp this weekend. Ordinarily when I hear the word “camp”, I have visions of shower shoes, shaving cream fights, and roach motels. Those were the sort of camp...
While I had every intention of re-creating last year’s Julie & Julia Valentine’s Day dinner party, complete with Julia’s beouf bourguignon, this holiday snuck up on me so fast, ...
Last night, Clark and I cozied up on the futon to watch Contagion. Fantastic movie, but for those of you that have seen it, doesn’t it make you want to hit the pause button immediately and go w...
I’m digging out of the yard sale pile long enough for a hot cup of tea and some creative inspiration. I have Moving Day on the brain, and as previously stated, moving is NEVER fun. At the very ...
The Beasley Estate currently looks like it is preparing for a visit from the Junk Gypsies. The hallway is stacked overhead with books and VHS tapes, outgrown baby clothes and hideous lamps that I hav...
Our first date was a smashing success {as smashingly successful as awkward first dates go}. Aside from possessing all of the chivalrous qualities that can make a girl swoon, Clark managed to do ever...
The first time I ever saw Clark, he was on TV. Unfortunately, he wasn’t posing as a body double for a Phoenix cologne commercial {although you could, Sweetheart… you absolutely could}. He...
What is “marrying age” exactly? Is it simply the age at which you can legally perform your nuptials this side of the border, or is it the heel-of-the-hand-to-the-center -region-of-the-fore...
I have to admit, when my mother sent me the book, Toilet Training in Less Than A Day, by Nathan H. Azrin and Richard M. Foxx, I promptly put it in the “things-to-be-sure-to-pu ll-out-and-leave-l...
Well, date night was a smash hit. Nothing screams “romance” like sipping on a Cherry Coke Zero while watching Tom Cruise blow up the Krenlin. Some girls dig flowers and chocolate. I’...
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