I woke up this morning and went to check what was new on Facebook, like I do every morning and the first thing I saw was that Alan Rickman had passed away. Of course my first thought was “this must be a hoax” since those are so frequent nowadays. But

Looking back at my resolutions from last year which were supposed to be full proof, I have to say I’m a little disappointed in myself. I actually forgot what they were until I looked at them just barely. I’m not disappointed that I didn’t accomplish any of them though, because

I know it’s already January 4th, but I’ve needed a few days of reflection on this past year (also Marvel and I were both sick, which we caught from Daddy). So much happened but yet it went too fast. Last year we rang in the New Year with my youngest

Today is my birthday. Which of course means it’s a December birthday. Growing up telling people that my birthday was in the same month as Christmas I’d get the pity eyes like it’s such a bad thing. People assume that just because you’re birthday is so close to Christmas that

Because I didn’t document via Facebook and I don’t have my old phone to see old texts, I’d been trying to figure out when it was that I found out that I was pregnant. I remembered that I’d written a blog post about it on my old Blogger blog when

I’m going to go off a little on my normally geeky posts and do something a little more mainstream. It’s also a little too honest and personal for my liking, as it’s been a struggle for me for a couple years now, but I think being upfront and open about