I'll Be Seeing You

I am going to take a sabbatical from the blogging sphere.
There it is, in print. Official as it gets. And instead of beating around the bush - one of the many flaws I personally dislike about the voice I have developed here online - I am going to get straight to the point. 
I love blogging. That is why I have to take this step. Each and every day I look forward to sharing our going-ons with you. Everything and anything: from our successes and failures in the never ending project endeavours to the details that make out little family tick, and everything in between. Our world online here has been a wonderful form of communication between Robert and I in his absence; let's just say, phone chats are not my forte. It has held me accountable to write down Finley's growth and progress over the months; something I would never have done otherwise, those memories forever lost. And more than that, this ongoing conversation rescued me; it plucked me from the water when I couldn't find a breath.
Those are all, above and beyond, wonderful things. I am aware. Which is why they should be reassurance for those of you who also enjoy this little online escape as I do. I most certainly will be back. When? I can't say for sure, but I can guarantee I will feel better about myself which will in turn make for better reading. That is a promise.
You may be wondering what brought this on because I have never mentioned or alluded to it before. It is sudden and not all at the same time, if that makes any sense. For sometime things have not felt just right. I couldn't put my finger on it, but when I sat down in front of my computer all the thoughts and script that had been endlessly running through my head all day to share with you was suddenly gone. A writers block of sorts, I guess, but it felt like more. And this weekend, at Blog Podium, the answer came to me; it hit me like a rolling train.
I absolutely, one-hundred percent undoubtedly, enjoyed my time at Blog Podium. The event itself was planned down to the simplest of details {and you know details get me where it counts}, the seminars were jam-packed with relevant information, and the ladies that I met in attendance were the most sincere I have quite honestly ever encountered. It was a breath of fresh air. That is when this all fell into place. Between that {being the fresh air}, a seamless speech by Sarah Richardson, and an upfront seminar with Stephanie Sterjovki, I realized the 'something' that didn't feel just right was me all along. 
Words have an unfathomable impact in this world. Can we all agree on that? Wether it be a catchy song, a clever saying, a loving compliment, a scientific fact, or a hurtful lash-out. Words take only a moment to speak but their effects can last a lifetime. I have found the same to be true with writing; even something as 'insignificant' as a little blog. Attaching my name to these off hand writings that were thrown together last minute because, what? The project took longer than I had anticipated. Robert wanted to go visiting. Finn was sick or cranky. I got distracted weeding the garden - again. Or I fell asleep. The list is endless. But the written word deserves better. Truthfully, you deserve better and so do I. 
This blog was intended to be a creative outlet for me to share my love for writing, organization, style, and decor interlaced with what it means to be a young mom who hasn't lost her sense of self along the way. I am a strong woman with opinions and beliefs formed over years of active living. Though my cover may not scream suspense or adventure, my story is well worth attention. All of this was somehow lost along the way. Perhaps as a result of my own insecurity and insistence on comparing myself to those around me. Sadly, I put myself in a cookie-cutter box and limited my own creativity. I hushed my own voice.
Not being true to myself is the single thing, at this point in my journey, worse than not writing this blog. Please understand, forgive, and check back every now and then for my return. ________________________________
I'll leave you with a note. {One which is actually directly written as a reminder to myself of truths I have come to know but sometimes forget.}
'Meaning is created, not found.' I have found these words to ring true in literature as well as in life. 
If read at two separate points in time - short or long span - a novel or writing of any kind will read differently depending on your personal journey, experiences, perspective, and state of mind. Give it a try. Skim last months Better Homes and Garden and you'll likely be drawn to a few pages that are missing dog ears because you are on the hunt for something new. Reread The Shack, Wuthering Heights, Confessions of a Shopaholic, or anything that strikes your fancy, and you'll discover something new and refreshing. A message that wasn't available to you before reading it with all the knowledge and experience you have since gained.
Do the same in life. I imagine few walked away from Blog Podium with the same message as I did. Many will have gone home and made their blogs better yes, just as I intend to do, but the approaches will range in approach. I will start by revisiting and rewriting my thoughts. Mould myself into the person I wish to be by processing circumstance under a positive light. By being intentional about each moment, each venture, each adventure - I'll be as bold to say, 'as if it were the last.' I encourage you to do the same in your walk. Go ahead and invest in yourself and those you love, those who have helped shape you into a better you. Take pride in your attempts as well as your failures. And most importantly - at least in this moment - don't ever second guess yourself. You are you. Like yourself just the way you are. Look back only to see how far you have come.
I am positive, one day years from now, Finley will thank me for being the best Mom he could have ever asked for. I will be able to look back to this very moment. Better yet, the moment I select 'Publish' on my next post.
Until then my dearest of friends. Do take care. And be kind to others as well as yourselves.

Ooh La La

I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger.
I wish that I knew what I know now
when stronger.

It's been one of those weeks my friends. A singing, slightly crazy sort of week. You know the ones?

We are spending our days at Grams this week, and what a time we are having. I've been helping out with a few projects while Mr. Finn gets up to some mischief when he isn't too busy eating. My kid is an endless pit I swear it. We've also managed to squeeze in a few outings to visit family between work and play. Time well spent all around. Of course I snapped a few shots along the way to share with Pap, but thought you might enjoy them as well.

Friday AM: 

An impromptu play outdoors with Gram in long-johns and bare feet turned into the sweetest little photo shoot.

Friday Afternoon:

Spending time with Grandparents and Great-Grandparents is above and beyond special to me. I wish I had been more aware of its value when I was a bit younger. Spent more time, you know? Since I havn't discovered a way to go back in time {yet}, I will be intentional about encouraging Finley to appreciate those who have lived full lives before him. He is already on the right track.

First a visit back to visit Great-Grandparent Sabine's for lunch and homemade bread.

Relaxing. Just like Great-Grampie Earl.

Helping Gram with her work.

Sharing stories with Great-Grammie Verna.

Next stop, Great-Grandparent Gaudett's for play time and more food.

Special Trucks with Great-Grampie Mel.

A play must always be followed by food. Man time!

This picture is one that I will cherish for years to come.
I too have sat in that same chair, bald as can be, snuggling my Grandpa. Now it is Finn's turn.

Being silly with Great-Grammie Lil.

We have photos just like those with me running around... The thought brings tears to my eyes.

After getting snuggles and a full belly inside, Finn ventured outside for a a play.

He is quite the explorer.

A wondrous discovery of crab apples. 

Saturday Afternoon:

After a morning of work we discovered Gram and Grandpa Phil's gardens. What fun!

Gram and Finn hard at work.

Dirt is Finn's all-time favourite toy.
*If you notice, his fingernails are NEVER clean. 

He picked a cucumber and ate it dirt and all.

We encountered a frog and a snake.
No big deal.

It is easy to find the simple joys in life around here - family, dirt, and reptiles.

Hopefully your week is off to a good start! Chat soon.

Work and Very Little Play

...and I'm spent! 
It feels like Friday. After the busy past few days we have had around here I am completely flip-flopped around with my days. The i-cal is saying Monday but I am stubborn and tired enough to object. 
My Mother Dearest is here. Enough said for those of you who know our family at all. She is a wonderful force to be reckoned with. She is more driven, task oriented, and bossy than I am if you can believe it - obviously I learned from the best! That being said, I made the mistake upfront when I told her I wanted to tackle a few projects during her stay. We have been go, go, go ever since.
Here is a quick sum of it: 
We had our initial render-vu at my brothers house on Thursday to help celebrate the twins {my nieces} early birthday, along with the first day of school, with cake and shopping. After two plus hours at Costco we were able to take a few moments of repos for a delicious slice of creme-brûlée cheesecake before hitting the road again for more shopping. We didn't make it back to Pictou County until after ten. Off to a good start!
Finley has been completely off of his regular sleeping regime which hasn't been helping matters. So when he woke bright and early Friday we got straight to work sanding everything in sight - or at least that is how it felt. I got a break, while Mother continued to work diligently, when Amy and the twins {the boys I babysit} stopped by for a long overdue play date. All three boys, and Moe attempted to join, played in the new sandbox for hours. A fun filled day for all. I'll tip my hat to the crockpot for helping make things run smoothly!
The next morning we were up and out the door on a yard sailing mission. *A mountain of snacks and diapers packed because I know how things work when Mother is around. Finn and I would need back up. Was I ever right! Seven hours later we walked through the front door. The car was full to the brim and I had enough projects to last a lifetime...or at least that is what I thought. We started sanding that very night. One, two, maybe even three of the items we brought home. {I'll share all our finds soon!}
All I can say is: My Mother. And she would respond with, 'Gotta' love me!'
What else did we squeeze in there? Ah yes: A visit with Meema and Pops on Sunday for the most delicious seafood casserole I have ever tasted in my life! *I'll hit her up for the recipe to share with you, have no fear. Tackling loads of laundry. Helping a cousin out by editing a lengthy business draft. Dropping my engagement ring off at the jewellers because I nearly bent it in half. Oops! Painting coat after coat on the countless things my mother attacked with the sander. Scheming up a list of new projects to tackle. Coming down with a flu bug of some kind. 
Oh, and the kicker: Rob switched jobs. Literally overnight he went from being employed by one company to another. The joys of working West I suppose. We managed to get the paperwork dealt with and all that jazz and now we are ironing out the details of the next few weeks since he will be staying out an extra week and I am due to fly to Toronto for BlogPodium. It is a good thing I like a good plan!
Is your head spinning yet? I hope your weekend was a tad more tame than ours. What did you get up to? Any projects? Any adventures? Enjoying the last signs of summer? Do tell. 
*Finley wanted to share his latest news too: 'I can eat yogurt all by myself!' 

*Mom is hoping he gets a better handle on the spoon real soon, but brother Moe is LOVING it! Chat soon.

Love Is In The Air

Can't you feel it? 
Okay, okay. Maybe it is just fall sneaking in. But I am opting to think of it as love. Love, sweet love.  Everyone, and I actually mean everyone, around me seems to be falling in love, getting married, getting  engaged, or having a small army of babies. It is everywhere. Facebook is screaming love right in my face every time I log in. Which is a good thing. Don't get me wrong. I love love. Especially when said love includes me in the celebration festivities!
Have I mentioned that I am going to Jamaica soonish? If not, hear it loud because I am proud {and overwhelmingly excited, enthusiastic, hysterical - you get the idea}! Our dear friends Jenn and Greg, whom I have mentioned on numerous occasions around these parts, are tying the knot in the heat of Jamaica {fingers crossed for no rain} come the end of October. And yours truly is lucky enough to be joining in to help them celebrate their love. I can think of no better way for them to promise each other forever than a relaxing tropical vacation with great friends {aka me}, adult beverages, bathing suits, and  zero cooking insight. Sold.
*Just an FYI, as of right now Robert is planning on being my hot date for this week of events but if work interferes my Mother Dearest has graciously offered to step in and tag along. 
I'm not sharing my good fortune to bring you sadness as the hot summer weather nears its end. I would never! How rude. There is a proper reason for my boasting. Over this past weekend the fam and I, Moe included, were invited by the bride and groom to join in with their families to jubilate their nuptials with a wedding shower. This entailed a getaway to their beach front trailer, a potluck, outdoor band, bonfire, and day of beachy activities {swimming, sunning, and Finn getting filthy in the sand}. Essentially the worlds way of foreshadowing what our Jamaica adventure has in store.
We snapped a few shots so you could vicariously tag along and better imagine the mood of the weekend.

The Bride and Groom to be!
As soon as they arrived at their party they were adorned with stunning accessories.

Finn found one of his own to be more like Uncle Greg.

Doesn't a baby look good on them?
Even a tired one!

An early morning family adventure on the sand bars.
Finn and Moe were both in their glory!

Our version of love.

This kid!
Relaxation + Dirt = His Glory

Had to share. Just because he is darling.

Jenn and Greg are missing from the beach shots because they managed to sleep in - lucky ducks. Finley was up with the sun {not to mention the dozen times in the night} so we ventured out on our own to explore the morning haze and chill.
I love the beach. Not in the way that I would eat, breath, sleep sand and beach creatures with my home just steps away from the shore line. This is Nova Scotia, Canada after all and come winter I would be stuck inside for fear of being blown away by a gust of ocean wind. But the summer months whistle a different tune. There is nothing to compare with the feeling of love {on theme} that surrounded and filled me as I walked hand in hand with my love while our boys laughed/barked and played in the surf. The warm rays beaming down, a light breeze swirling the crisp smells of salt and nearby farm lands, with nothing but blue skies, red sand, and endless water in sight. That is love.
On that note, let's all get inspired to search out the small moments of love in our lives {this mornings being my coffee percolator} and be thankful. A full life is a compilation of those special moments with those that we love. Don't let a single one pass you by. Life is much too short. 
A huge congratulations to all those celebrating milestones of love! *Lacey and Adam - you deserve every happiness! Jamie and Norm - a lifetime of special moments are ahead! xo 
And to those reflecting on a full life well lived - do remember all the good and press on with an understanding that nothing in life is promised for forever. Everything is a temporary gift and each moment spent is worth a lifetime of memories. *He is smiling on you Brenna. Forever proud. xo
Enjoy a great week all! Hope to see you back again soon.

Monday Mix-Ups

It is a stereotypical Monday around here. Lovely. 

Due to my lack of projecting as of late I had resolved to do some work around the blog to spruce things up a bit and make our project endeavours more accessible to you. With that mindset, I set out to put a gallery page together and present it as todays post. However, as you can see, that did not pan out so well. 

I am not overly computer savvy - to say the least. There has been some notable progress since embarking on this blogging journey but needless to say I have not yet arrived. After gathering all of the links of projects we have done in the past six months and sitting at the computer night after night, hour after childless hour, I still have nothing to show. I have resolved to figure it out, have no fear, but it just wont be today.

Instead, due to my lack of preparedness, you will be blessed with a few photos and rehashing of our weekend adventures. But first things first, Robert is coming home TODAY! For me that means I get my best friend and partner back. Woohoo! But for you - get ready for it - it means projects coming your way. Make sure you check back soon to keep up with our next endeavour. 

So the weekend. Two of my four nieces returned home with my Mother Dearest. But not before Eloise gave her teeth a thorough brushing with Finn by her side.

I am down to only two extras, Marley and Sophey, the twins. As soon as the others hit the road they sat down at the table to prepare a to-do list for their remaining time with Tantie {that is me}. Inherited perhaps?? Must be! 

There list entailed the following:

1. Swimming
1. Pool
2. Beach
2. Eating Pizza {@ a Restaurant}
3. Going to the store {their idea of shopping}
4. Walk Moe
5. Go to Mr. Stuart and Mrs. Elaines {Rob's Parents - They have a hot tub!}
6. Go for a drive on Mr. Stuarts boat
7. Do Yoga
8. Watch a Movie
9. Wash Uncle Rob's Car
10. Go for Ice Cream

What can I say? They know what they want. And as all Tantie's who love to spoil do, I happily obliged.  We managed to complete everything on the list except for washing the car and doing yoga. Where those two even came from I am not sure.

They swam like fishes at Robs uncle Craig's pool and at the local beach. Actually, they both successfully swam out to a floating dock without a life jacket. I can remember when they were born! Where has the time gone? We went out for pizza at a 'fancy' restaurant by their standards so they had to wear their new shoes we picked up on our shopping trip to the Super Store {I had to get a few groceries}.

On Sunday they were up and at it early beaming with excitement to go to Mr. Stuart and Mrs. Elaine's. The day was absolutely beautiful! We had a delicious lunch of barbecued sausage and fresh corn, hit the beach, got our second ice cream treat of the weekend, and took a tour out on Mr. Stu's boat. Honestly, there are no words. The view from the boat, the calm water, the sounds, smells... It was the perfect end to a busy weekend - for the girls that is. Mine ended with a glass of wine on our deck watching the sunset.

I snapped a few shots of our visit and even attempted a spontaneous photo shoot with Mr. Finn and his grandparents.

Pops took the whole gang, Moe included, on a walking adventure.

Capturing moments like these mean so much to me.
Finn is blessed to have a father and grandfather who love him so.

Camera worthy.

Moe wanted to get in on the action.
What a pup!

Those eyes.
He is going to get up to mischief I dare say...

Smiles.

'Button/Bouton'
A recent discovery Finn wanted to share with Meema.

My two beauties.
After nearly a week of go, go, go these gals were still smiling.

I hope you had a great weekend as well. What did you get up to? Chat soon.

Quicky Mid Week Update

I know. I know. I know! MIA is an understatement for my recent activity, or lack there of, here on my online sanctuary. And once again, I am only stopping by for a moment to share a quick update. So you wont think you have been forgotten. 

Life has gotten busy. Not crazy out of control busy just one unexpected thing after another intertwined with planned happenings kind of busy. You know? Some of you must be able to relate what with back to school and summers end quickly approaching. 

Where do I even start... Has it really been since we were at the cottage, what like four weeks ago, since I've shared any form of update? I should be absolutely ashamed! It is noted and I will make every effort to keep you better informed. 

So there was the cottage for a week. In a word - GRAND. It was the best, most relaxing, week away we have had in years and our official first family vacation with Finley! The highlights include: an engagement surprise {I am still in shock}, an extended family potluck get together {Cherished moments}, an evening of clamming with my common-law {Ahh! A new term of endearment is in order! What shall I do?}, and countless hours of cards, puzzle, visiting, and swimming {Moe even sprained his tail from over exertion}. Bliss!

Ahh...Family Potlucks.
A gorgeous evening with delicious food, the sweetest of people, and the inevitable friendly banter.

  

Since our arrival home Robert has returned West to work. {Gracious I am delayed on this - he will be home again Monday!} Finley and I have been busy every day which is completely unlike us. *Unless you include home projects -  in which case we are always swamped. Exception: this turn around. There has not been a single project in sight. Not even an attempt! What has come over me??

I blame the blur that has been the past two weeks. Just one thing after another or overlapped with something else. A teething baby - four teeth at once is not a good time had. A handful of sicky heads - Tantie Sarah, Jenn, and Uncle Greg all got the flu. A three day detox cleanse which has me passing on smoothies for a while. The beginning of an eight week training to jump start me into the running world. AANNDD...Tickets booked to attend BlogPodium this September! About which I could not be more excited if I tried! 

To top it all off, I have been delightfully busy spending time with my Mother Dearest and four of my nieces - Mila, Sophey, Marley, and Eloise - after their spontaneous arrival this Tuesday.  

Colouring Central!

Our home has taken a quick turn into girl central: The clothes. The craft centre at the kitchen table. The colouring station in the living room. *My temporary coffee table is in fact Finley's craft table so it worked out perfectly. The movies. The hair-do's. And the endless giggles. Finley and Moe don't know what to do with themselves! And I can tell you Robert is delighted he isn't home. A week he can actually enjoy being at work! Escaping the chatter he would say. 
So that is us! A lot of fun with a sprinkle of crazy. Better yet, a splash! We are off to the beach. *Then we are filling our evening with a rip to the drive in. This gal is excited! Maybe more than the girls. Hopefully once things calm down I can get back to work around here. Perhaps it is time to revisit the To-Do List? Start off Roberts time home on a productive foot! He will be delighted. Chat soon friends.

Yes to Forever

He asked! 

Of course I said 'YES'!

Robert is my very best friend. He has been since early on in our relationship. How could he not be? He is sincere, funny, and honest. And he can fix things! The rarest of finds these days. So when he asked me to marry him on July 23rd, 2013 {for my own records} there was no humming and hawing. No questions to be considered or over analyzed {my usual approach to ev.er.y.thing}. I love him. Yes Please! 

Let me rewind and start from the beginning.

We had originally met on opening night of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince a mere four years ago {More about that here}. But we didn't see one another again until that August during an evening out to celebrate my brother Joshua's birthday. Robert was quiet. Very quiet. While I on the other hand was absolutely NOT. He spent nearly the entire evening talking with his friend Chris while I danced the night away.

It wasn't until he was about to leave that he worked up the courage to walk out onto the dance floor, wrap his arm around my waist in a polite yet firm manner, and whisper in my ear "It was nice seeing you tonight." And with that he was off. Had he not worked up the gumption to say goodnight we would not be here today because I would have written him off as too shy, or awkward even. Hey, don't judge. The dating scene is tough. Later that week he added me to Facebook and  not so subtly got around to asking for my number. He rang on the Wednesday to make plans for Friday. A modern day Romeo.

We went to a lovely restaurant downtown Halifax, The Elephant Castle. He ordered a salad - my first introduction to his limited palate. I felt obliged to follow suit because I was the girl. You know? I couldn't very easily order something hearty like steak or pasta. But thankfully it was enough to get me through several hours of walking the waterfront afterward. By the time he drove me home I felt like we had known one another for years. 

I wasn't looking for anything serious but after a few dates we just continued to grow closer. He was so easy to be around and I was comfortable to be myself. It was one of those things you can't plan for. One moment you are happily living life alone and somewhere down the line you realize you have a partner that you can no longer imagine being without. There was no ah-ha moment. No one thing that happened to make it all change. It was just Rob and I together. Period.

Too quickly by the standards of others, we moved in together. We actually shared a rented home with my youngest brother Garry directly across the street from Joshua and his growing family. I guess I wanted to put him to the test early on - if he could handle three Gaudett's on a regular basis he was up for anything! 

After a year we decided to move here to New Glasgow and build our first home. Somewhere in there we decided to add Moe to the mix and of course he came along for the adventure. It happened without either of us planning it. There was no official discussion. Nothing set in stone. We just naturally became us. Us evolved into a little family in a big-for-us house. And before long our little family added another member. 

Mr. Finley arrived ten months after we moved into our home. The best of house warming gifts! Unbelievably, a year has already passed since he joined our clan and, like his father, it feels like he has always been here. We are blessed. I am blessed - above and beyond anything I ever expected or even dreamed.

All that to say I didn't expect a ring to enter the equation. I'm in for the long haul. No accessories required. But Robert had different plans. He wanted to make it official. So everyone would know I was his.

So upon his arrival home from two weeks away West Finley, Moe and I collected him at the airport and off we ventured to my families cottage for a week of quality family time. That night, after tucking Finley snug in bed, we settled in for a game of crib over an adult beverage. Half way through, on his deal, I stepped out on the deck to watch Moe play by the water, crying to have us through his stick. Rob followed me out, wrapped his arms around me, and we watched our oldest son play. 

I said, "I think I'll throw the stick for Moe before it gets too dark."

He casually responded, "First you have to finish this game. Then you have to marry me."

Before I knew it he was down on one knee. 

It was the most beautiful moment: Our little family settled in for a relaxing week just us. The sun setting over the peaceful lake I loved as a child. My best friend nervously excited about pulling off his surprise, pure love in his eyes. And I was speechless - not a common occurrence. 

"Yes" was my answer.

A million times yes to more moments together.



*Just an FYI. The ring is from Inglis Jewellers. They were above and beyond fabulous - selection and quality service. We will be lifetime customers of theirs. Just saying.

To A New Leaf

I'll cheers to that!
Life has been up and down for me as of late. 
The truth is, life is always up and down. It has been for as long as I can remember. For years I thought it was 'normal' to feel the way I felt. Not that anything is truly normal but I didn't know that back when I was trying to find myself and my place in this life. But after years of struggle and self discovery I at least have a name for the feelings that seem to have set me apart for so long - depression. Boom. There it is.
There seems to be such a stigma attached to the word. Depression. See, it isn't so scary. {I'm the latest spin off of Harry Potter.} Anxiety. Perhaps even Bipolar. I'll just put it all out there. Do with it as you will. Judgement will likely do its best to creep up but if you can please make every effort to keep it at bay. If you can't I certainly wont hold it against you. I've been there myself.
For those of you who have never struggled an inward battle with hopelessness and angst or loved someone close to you who has I understand that you have your doubts. It has been an obstacle Robert and I have had to overcome ourselves. He is beyond relaxed in every avenue of life - Finley and Moe being the sole exceptions. So for him to wrap his mind around anxiety for no particular reason, overwhelming sadness with no distinct trigger, or the struggle to escape the swirling thoughts in ones head is understandably a leap. We continue to work on it daily.
This blurb of honesty is a bit of a twist from what you would generally find when stopping by to catch up with our going-ons and latest project. I hope I have not offended. Either way however, this is my truth to share. This blog is my happy place. A project in and of itself. A source of motivation to help channel my energy toward productivity, the epitome of happiness and refuge in my books, and better my family. *I'd take a busy bodied yet upbeat Mom over Down in the Dumps Debbie any day of the week. 
However, working up the gumption to put myself out there for all to openly see and criticize was an inward battle in and of itself. And in the spirit of honesty, continues to be. The anxiety of putting my ideas, opinions, handy-work, home, and family out there is a daily mental juggling act. One, after a week of relaxation, quality family time, and soul searching has proven itself worthy. It just requires a bit more practice. 
Which brings us full circle to the opening honesty. I have challenged myself to be more honest online. Instead of tiptoeing around topics and pretending everything is honkey-dorey one hundred percent of the time. This most certainly does not mean Slippers by Day will become a weekly rant session or dark place. It just simply means you will be seeing the real me on a daily basis. You can then decide for yourself if the extended version is someone who you want to continue checking in on. 
You will undoubtedly find the busy, dry person who takes everything in life, and herself, way too seriously. The gal who loves her little family, organizing, scheming up plans, and bossing along the way. She who has an opinion about everything and constantly walks the line between blunt and rude. A person who is spending every day working towards being the best version of herself, failing, and trying again. That is me. You can't miss me. I'm the one in the slippers making every effort to cherish each and every moment.
Moment like these...

Peaceful Sleep

Childs Play

Moments of Rest

All my Boys

New Friends

Peaceful Moments

Pure Joy

Forever

Stories

Generations

Friendship

Teamwork

Snuggles

Exploration

Beauty

Silliness 

There are so many things to be thankful for.
I hope my frankness has not frightened you to the point of no return. 
Chat soon?