Today was supposed to be a gratitude reset. You know — one of those calm, inspirational posts where I talk about slowing down, lighting a candle, and counting blessings like a responsible adult with her life together. But then I realized… it’s my mom’s birthday. And honestly, if we’re talking gratitude, she’s Exhibit A. đź’› …
Continue reading 🌼 A Birthday, a Blessing, and a Much-Needed Gratitude Reset
There are things I thought I’d be when I grew up: a teacher, a travel writer, the kind of Southern woman who made peach cobbler from memory and wore perfume to the grocery store.What I didn’t expect was to be a retired military spouse turned trucker’s wife. But here we are. And baby, it’s a …
Because the glow-up didn’t stop at 40 — it just got better lighting, better snacks, and better boundaries. Back in my early 30s, I was deep in the trenches. The diaper bags were packed, the car seats were installed, and I was basically fueled by goldfish crackers and caffeine. I had mastered survival mode, but …
Continue reading ✨Middle-Aged Magic: What I Know Now That I Didn’t at 35
I had every intention of just looking. You know, just a quick stroll through TJ Maxx for “maybe a new throw pillow” and a sniff of the candle aisle. Nothing serious. Just a little lap for the soul. Fast forward two hours and I’m emerging with a cart full of chaos, an emotional support mug, …
Continue reading Chronicles of a Middle-Aged Queen on a Budget and a Mission at TJ Maxxđź›’
—A personality exposĂ© wrapped in sass, truth, and a little self-drag. There’s a myth floating around that people change. That time and therapy and a few overpriced planners from Target can transform you into a brand-new, evolved, emotionally balanced adult. And I’m here to tell you—I bought the planner. I color-coded my trauma. But honey… …
Continue reading ✨ I Wasn’t Always Like This (Yes I Was) ✨
đź’• Love Languages, But Make It Southern! Now y’all know the official list — Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Quality Time, Physical Touch, and Receiving Gifts. But down here in the South? We have a whole different flavor of romance. We may not say I love you every second, but we’ll serve it to …
Popcorn in hand, judgment dialed to high, and heart fully committed because who needs therapy when you’ve got sarcasm, tribal councils and elimination challenges? There’s something magical about slipping into your comfiest loungewear, grabbing a snack (or three), and turning on a reality show that makes you gasp, giggle, and say “oh no she didn’t” …
The Fourth of July hits a little differently when you’re older, wiser, and still fabulous. Gone are the days of chasing sparklers barefoot and eating suspicious potato salad at someone’s uncle’s cookout (we’ve all been there). Now? I’m lighting up the grill and the group chat, preferably while wearing something with stars, glitter, and a …
Continue reading 🎆 Stars, Stripes & Sparkle: My Kind of Patriotism
Honey without Flowers 