Husband, Uncategorized

“Where’s Waldo?” Or, Emma has a lot of… Thingamajigs

I am pretty sure when I moved to Wisconsin on January 1st, I promised I'd show you - my faithful readers - around my house. I keep putting it off because my house is in general too much of a mess... But it is in decent shape currently... sooo... About time I'd say. Only took… Continue reading “Where’s Waldo?” Or, Emma has a lot of… Thingamajigs

Husband, Uncategorized

En Svensk Tiger

Today I made a trip back to Main Street  - because it was TATTOO DAY! Woo! I finally got the tattoo I have been planning for several months and had booked the appointment as of two months ago. Big couple of days I guess, because I also bit the bullet and dyed all of my… Continue reading En Svensk Tiger

David, depression, Husband, Leroy, Uncategorized

No Longer Woefully Tattooless

I've been wanting a tattoo since I was 17. I've told you all this before. I was never the type to jump in for such a permanent addition to my body without being absolutely sure I would love it forever... So I gave myself time limits to think on ideas and if I had any… Continue reading No Longer Woefully Tattooless

depression, Uncategorized, youth

Ignoring the Negativity

Ignore the featured picture... Well, no... Don't ignore it - but take note that it doesn't really have much to do with this post. Except... It makes me happy. It is an Alphonse Mucha image and I don't know if I've said it before, but Mucha is my favorite artist. (Shoot! I should have kept… Continue reading Ignoring the Negativity

depression, kids, memories, nostalgia, teenage years, Uncategorized

Down in the dumps

I lack motivation. For anything. I am trying to enjoy my last bit of time here in Australia… because the chances of ending up here a third time are even more remote than the chance I’d end up here a second time. It’s hard though… Because I’m stressed about the sudden move. My house seems… Continue reading Down in the dumps


My Style

The other day I saw a blog post where the blogger showed off her apartment decorating style... (see her post here) I thought her stuff was pretty awesome and realized how much I enjoy checking out people's decor.... So I thought I would take some pictures myself and share some of my fave things around… Continue reading My Style

Best Friends, Dane, Justin, memories, relationships, Uncategorized

Friends are the family we choose

Of course I told Justin that the girls thought he was hot. What else was there for me to do in such a situation? He was concerned it wasn't his "best showing" as he tends to put "goofy pics on facebook." "Ah no, I tried to select good pics of you guys ...The one where… Continue reading Friends are the family we choose


Artistic tendencies

The other night my husband and I were talking. He said something about how he used to like to draw but he had fallen out of practice over the years. He said it's not like riding a bike... I don't know about all that... I told him if he wanted to get back into it… Continue reading Artistic tendencies

memories, relationships, teenage years

Those Tricky Boys

  I am by no means a misandrist, but from my own experiences I am here to tell you - them boys... they lie. Girls, watch out! Of course, Wyatt lied. He lied about his faithfulness even as he demanded I be faithful. He lied about love and about sin. Every word out of his… Continue reading Those Tricky Boys