Okay, I admit it. I’m a bit of a control freak, but also a people pleaser. I thought about it quite a bit and then wrote on here what I was going to do for my birthday. I decided Blue Eyes could come with me, and he did. A few days before my birthday, however, … Continue reading Birthday memories
Los Angeles
Some dreams do come true
Last weekend we went to visit Blue Eyes’ father in Los Angeles. Much to my astonishment, it has been an absolute pleasure dealing with Grandpa the past few months. Most of his grumpiness towards Blue Eyes and The Peacemaker is gone. Grandpa now laughs and jokes and says “I love you,” and “I miss you,” … Continue reading Some dreams do come true
Strawberry donuts and lalaland
I realize it's been a while since I started writing about our latest couple's therapy session in Los Angeles, which actually happened over two weeks ago. I have one more post to write to finish it up, but first I want to share a little love for the city of angels. And, to let everyone … Continue reading Strawberry donuts and lalaland
Everything I need
Malibu, Photo Credit: Jenna Day There's a piece of me that belongs to Los Angeles. I'm a west coast girl and have been visiting LA since long before I met my husband, and I met him at 20! Blue Eyes is from The San Fernando Valley, just northwest of Los Angeles proper. He's a "Valley … Continue reading Everything I need
A night out with the in-laws
Father-in-law chose the place and time. Dinner at an Italian Restaurant in Los Angeles at 7:00pm. We decided to take an Uber to avoid driving in LA rush hour traffic. We arrived about 15 minutes early. The restaurant was, shall I say, a throw back to a different era. We recently watched the excruciatingly long … Continue reading A night out with the in-laws
Breakfast conversation
My rose petal breakfast tea. We are here in La La Land and Blue Eyes has back to back meetings... conference calls, in-person meetings, etc... He broke away for 20 minutes to have room service breakfast with me. Honestly I don't know where this conversation came from, I can't remember, but as I sat there … Continue reading Breakfast conversation
try not to cry on my rainbow 