the kissing will matter a lot more
when she asked me if i had a husband of my own, i explained i would in june and started to cry. i told her of the silly argument anthony and i had that morning. i felt like a fool.
when she asked me if i had a husband of my own, i explained i would in june and started to cry. i told her of the silly argument anthony and i had that morning. i felt like a fool.
big weddings are a blast. there is nothing quite like being a part of an all out love extravaganza, but ‘over the top amazing’ has become the new normal in the wedding world.
i am my best when i am training in the cold and i refuse to let this fall and winter season pass me by while i sit indoors. i will feel cool air moving in and out of my lungs. i will watch pink december sunsets as i turn over mile after mile.
i have not seen worry dolls in over a decade. the moment i laid eyes on them in the shop i was eleven years old again.
This weekend New Jersey experienced unseasonably warm Indian Summer temperatures. To take advantage of weather, the mister and I met Donna, her husband Pierre, and their baby boy Mateo at the New Jersey Botanical Gardens.
this week i came face to face with one of those ridiculous situations which can only happen in a dunkin donuts.
My mama invited me to hear a motivational speaker at an event her employer was hosting. I went without any expectations, but within minutes was blown away. Inside the nearly two hour talk, I learned a lot about Kathy Buckley, and surprisingly a lot about myself.
When asked to defined morecowbell, I always explain this site as a documentation of my journey towards living life louder. More than a tagline for my website, “living life louder” is a personal mantra. A reminder to stay true to myself. keep the funk alive. fuel the fire which burns under my skin. be more colorful.
A sunset rocked me. It was not an obligatory; “i may never see the dark spill over jerusalem again so I will soak in every second” moments. It was simply one of those skies that startled me. Unexpectedly rattled me to my core. A landscape splashed with a golden rose, impossibly magical hue, which only presents itself when we need it most.
i watch this every year and encourage you to do the same. watch it with your children. feel the pain we all felt that day. remember those who were lost. remember the feeling of coming together. remember how proud we felt to be americans. to be resilient. to be free. god bless the souls of the men and women who perished on that fateful day. god bless the brave troops who fought and still fight to defend this great nation. god bless the united states of america.