Four Months
In a matter of four months our lives transformed—like magic, go figure. These transitions have happened so fast, I have barely had the time to collect my thoughts, let alone pen them…okay, type them. Yet, here I am. One o’clock Ante Meridian, pinned between Frankie Baby and our pint-sized cherub who takes up an unnecessary […]
Living Our Dreams In Portions
Life in the May house has been on the up and up this past year, to say the least. Now, do not get it twisted, we have had some oopsie daisies and low points. However, mostly, we have been living the gracious man’s version of high off the hog. (No pigs were harmed in the […]
Does Your Food Make You Happy?
Raise your hand if you have a food dance. I have one —although, I was not aware I did until Frankie started calling me out about it a little over a year ago. Let us be honest, most of us see our favorite foods or simply food in general and become entranced in a temporary […]
Good Food & Good Edits
Food will change you. Life has a funny way of forcing you to make decisions you had not planned on making—sort of like when the smell of good food hits your stomach and before you know it you are knee-deep in your second plate of holiday dinner. The latter premise is how we arrived here—me […]
We Manifested…
I did not fear the spirits—restless souls, entities and hellhounds—that roamed about our childhood home in my youth, or those that followed me into love. Yet, I feared the makings of my own restless spirit, my demons, my tribe’s maternal traumas, and many attachments—spiritual ones, mental ones, and physical ones. Those fears lead me to […]
We Found Love At Rosemont
Stay positive and happy. Work hard and don’t give up hope. Be open to criticism and keep learning. Surround yourself with happy, warm and genuine people. —Tena Desae ♥ Yeah, so I’m pretty sure we took the titles Lord and Lady of the Manor to a whole other level for our anniversary/my birthday getaway, but […]
It all started with a big train…
A train rolled into the same tourist station—the same turn-around every Sunday at noon—for who knows how long. Yet in the 4 + years both of us had been in the mountains of Frostburg, Maryland, we had never heard, seen or knew anything of that old coal engine. Nevertheless, that faithful Sunday sitting in the […]