Even before Kyson was born, I’ve always stuck to a routine schedule. The schedule always helped me stay on track to what day it was and what needed to be done, so naturally once I had children the schedule stuck. I think it helps my children know what to expect and what is expected of… Continue reading Routines: Living with Consistency
Other than being an Introvert, I also have Glossophobia. Glossophia is the fear of public speaking. My fear of public speaking isn't so terrible when it comes to strangers, but to familiar faces...(pass the vomit bucket please!) If you've been following along, you probably read somewhere along the way that I'm trying to grow my… Continue reading Introvert: Breaking the Shell
You see, the last time my husband and I had a night out together was more than 3 months ago, so when Grandma called our son to sleepover during both our nights off. Just our luck! You can only imagine the excitement I had (church choir singing in the background). Yes, a date night meant… Continue reading Full for Nothing: Chefs Who Lose Passion
I love helping people, this is something I’m very aware of about myself. I’ve worked for free for many years and just wanted to give my 2 cents in of why working for “free” or “volunteering” has so much value if you know how to use it to your advantage. I get that all of… Continue reading The Value of Working for Free
When I first started to blog, I initially wanted to post my reviews on restaurants that I visited. Although I was able to post one, I haven’t had the chance to do more. Let’s face it, many parents who have children on the spectrum don’t get much outings to wine and dine, especially with their… Continue reading Food Blogger, I Am Not!
My love for online payment options saves me so much time and money. It gives me that peace of mind that I won’t be late on a payment cause the minute the bill comes in the mail or via email...(notification ding) thank you for your payment. The bills gets paid. Well today I was made… Continue reading So Many Doors
As I awoke this morning telling myself not work as it is day to remember my freedom. My freedom of love and the safety that is provided by being able to live in the United States. However, I can't help, but wonder since I was born in the States. I can't describe what I've been… Continue reading An Ode to Independence Day