Sorry this is delayed — been working tirelessly to finish the details of the project (which ironically took infinitely longer to complete than the major demolition). The reality show enthusiastically requested a demo video. We made Caralyn film it on our iPhone last minute so we could quickly send them a lame video of us talking […]Read More Ramsey Renovation – Part 2
If you follow me on instagram, you know that my life is full of babies, work and home renovations. Which is why I am currently a terrible blogger. Oh, and home renovation reality show was just filmed at our house last week? So, I think that’s a fair excuse. The prep work getting into that […]Read More Ramsey Renovation
Remember this post? this year I really made an effort. I tried. I tried to get my heart to grow three size, and it started to, but then five days before Christmas it shrunk back up. – I decorated. in the midst of moving, i decorated. granted, my tree is 1/2 decorated, but that’s […]Read More 12 days until I enter a psych facility.
I am currently in purgatory. You know, the place in-between heaven and hell? Yeah. Currently, sitting in a gorgeous apartment with stuff still sitting in my old house. Still in the same city, thank God, but still a huge pain. Especially with a toddler and a Great Dane. I basically scramble around trying to figure […]Read More purgatory.
I love working out. Always have, always will. In an effort to do things together, my rock star husband will work out with me. He comes to my fitness classes, always standing in the front or grabbing the spin bike nearest me. He cheers, he hoots, he hollers, he whines, he complains, he hobbles around […]Read More The cult of CrossFit.
Yesterday, sweet Spencer Pratt & I celebrated six years of wedded bliss. We took Jack to my parents’ house, where my mom’s favorite game is and always will be “What’s Been the Best Thing About Being Married” game. He could’ve said, “Well, being married to Hannah is like being in ‘Dante’s Inferno.’ You think you’re […]Read More Josh kept me around another year.
Sorry for the delay in blogging. I turned 25 on Monday. This means I have Alzheimer’s already and they don’t have internet in the nursing home Spencer Pratt shipped me off to live. I can remember being 17, graduating from high school and thinking, “When I’m 25 I’ll get married. Then by 27 have my […]Read More Quarter of a Century.
Jack is almost 9 months old. That means for 9 months, I have been primarily staying at home (working nights in the ER on the weekends, teaching fitness classes) and enjoying getting to know our new permanent housemate. In the past month, it seems his personality has exploded over night and in addition to being […]Read More kids are the ultimate form of narcissism.
Josh turned 28 yesterday and Jack and I spent the week celebrating our favorite guy with lots of good food, tattoos, and friends. When I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, he excitedly exclaimed, “Another tattoo!” I laughed, and reminded him he’s 28, not 18, but in the end he won and has […]Read More 28 is great.