Happy Valentine’s Day

February 14, 2013February 14, 2013 ~ Crystle ~ 1 Comment

May your flower vases come out of storage and brim with beauty today.

The Baby Wait

January 22, 2013January 22, 2013 ~ Crystle ~ 19 Comments

I give up, you guys. I tried not to post about this pregnancy, but I just can’t help myself. I’m sorry. I also cannot guarantee an absence of baby photos when she arrives, either. Consider this fair warning.

I theorize there’s some sort of biological need for mothers to share their maternity experiences as though they were unique occurrences in human history. Add me to the arsenal of such mothers.

Anyway, she’ll be here in just seven weeks, if not sooner. I can’t wait; mainly because I miss sleeping on my belly, running, picking things up off the floor, and the occasional glass of Merlot. I don’t even remember what those activities are like anymore. Will I suffocate if I sleep on my belly? Will I be able to run comfortably while breastfeeding? Is that allowed? Where did my feet go? Do you put ice in wine? Will I even like it anymore? See?…I have so many burning questions!

I guess until she gets here, I’ll just keep pondering life’s deep questions. Like, should I make cupcakes for lunch?

South Puget Sound

January 11, 2013July 22, 2013 ~ Crystle ~ 8 Comments

My idea of risk taking is storing my hiking boots in the garage; which I typically wouldn’t do, but mud is no friend to brand new carpet.

The sun was shining today, so I was eager to get to the nearby state park for a quick stroll along the rocky shoreline of South Puget Sound. To do so, I’d need to get past my undying fear of black widow spiders and clear my boots. I put a swiffer duster in each boot and whisked it around, and even flashed a light down there to be sure I was safe. My confidence must have been lackluster, because I got an adrenaline rush from lacing the boots up over my feet. Talk about a mild existence, you guys.

I’m also 32 weeks pregnant now, so I’m really living on the edge if I’m sticking my feet in dark boots/spider condominiums.

Well, so far so good in terms of spider-bite avoidance. But the next time I plan on walking around the shoreline of Puget Sound in January, I’ll be sure to bring gloves, and I’ll be doubly sure they aren’t stored in the garage.