I don't fancy myself to be a 'writer'.
I don't know how to use 'our' fancy DSLR camera.
I don't craft or have an Etsy shop.
I don't have cute kiddos to photograph (yet).
I don't have a house full of flea market finds and Anthropologie doorknobs.
Sometimes, it seems that, in order to have a 'good' or 'worthwhile' blog, some combination of the above must be present.
It's been over a year since I posted on this site and it's been a doozy - full of devastating lows, hilarious highs and so much joy in between.
I remember thinking how nice it would be to be able to document and keep track of it all: the trips we took, the things my students said, the final weeks with my dad, the house projects we planned, the kitten shenanigans and everything else that makes up this life of mine.
And (duh!), I remembered that I can.
On this here blog.
Despite feeling like I'm not 'blogger-y' enough to actually have a blog, I want to use this little part of the interwebs as a scrapbook/photo album/journal of this life.
Because I do have a pretty awesome little life.
With a wonderful husband.
And an amazing and resilient family.
And a furry little kitten with 101 nicknames.
I do live in a lovely, little, work-in-progress house (primarily furnished by Target).
I do work with kiddos that encourage, amuse and frustrate - all in the span of a minute.
I do dabble in the kitchen (but also would likely die of starvation if not for Trader Joe's frozen foods aisle).
So, I'm hoping to get back in the habit of making note of the big things and little things.