Stop it. Do Something Better.

 I don’t have a lot of words tonight.  My heart is sick & my stomach is in knots.  Seeing our Country at such a low is unbearable.  I can’t check the news any longer.  I cannot make sense of such utter nonsense. This is what we need people.  Black men & women.  White men & … More Stop it. Do Something Better.

Give.

All day i’ve been thinking of what i would write about this evening.  I had several thoughts swirling around in my brain and then something happened tonight that trumped any idea my brain could’ve  conceived.  And i owe it all to an upcoming piano recital & the sweetest 7-year old girl i’ve ever known. This … More Give.

We’ve interrupted this regularly scheduled life & blog….to have the flu.  Yep.  that’s right.  pretty sure that’s why for the past 3 days I have ached all day & all night from my eyelids all the way down to my toenails.  Which also explains also why blogging has been much lower on the priority list than … More

Noticing November

There’s a new sheriff in town.  Well, in all honesty, since my husband is TDY for a while i’m the ONLY sheriff in town.  And every military wife will add a resounding “Amen” when i explain why this is one of the bonuses of military life.  If you’ve gotta be without your spouse for ANY … More Noticing November

Several hours ago, I learned something that has blown my mind and rocked my world.  Never in a million years would i have thought that this could be true.  Apparently i’ve been in a bubble for 20+ years…or at least in a state of denial.  Tonight i learned that there are actually people in the … More

I’m having a bit of an identity crisis lately.  Not in the way you may think though.  I’m trying to figure out who ELSE i am…you know….besides Nichole: wife of James, mother of our 4 little Crabblings, homeschool teacher, domestic goddess, unpaid chauffeur, sister, daughter, friend, etc…. It occurred to me several months ago that … More

Goodbyes suck.  How’s that for honesty?  Truly, they are one of the things that we military wives have a love/hate relationship with.  One would think that we become pros at them after a while, but the truth is we dread them just as much, if not more, than most people.  Every PCS season brings with … More

Learning to Fail

It’s day 2 & i’ve almost failed myself and my friend Sarah and my 4 loyal readers.  Anyone who knows me knows i don’t like failing at anything.  ever.  so how is it that it’s almost 10pm & i have given about a half of a second of my day to deep thoughts & blog … More Learning to Fail