Well, that’s a title I never thought I’d write. But here we are at the end of 2020, and all the rules have been thrown out the window, landed in a dumpster, and promptly set on fire.Read More »
I’ve wanted to get a tattoo for a long time, but I never thought I’d have the courage to actually do it. My parents don’t really approve of tattoos, the pain of actually getting a tattoo seemed like too much to bear, and I’m terrible at making decisions. That’s not to say that I make bad decisions- just that it takes me a while to decide on anything. One time I spent about an hour walking around TJ Maxx with two different purses in my cart because I couldn’t decide which one I wanted– how could I EVER decide on all the details of a tattoo?
But I did. After months of research (thank you, Pinterest!) and thought, I took a leap of faith and got my first tattoo last week. A small baby evergreen tree.Read More »
My husband and I both grew up with dogs in our families. My family adopted Sampson, our love-able mutt, when I was about seven years old and he was a faithful companion through my childhood and teenage years. Dan’s parents kept a steady stream of playful labs in the family- first Misty and Charlie, then Scooby and Shaggy, and now Roxy and Rambo. Having both grown up with dogs, we figured we’d be experts when it was time to buy one of our own. Well let me tell you– there is a big difference between being a dog “sibling” and being a dog mom. It’s a lot of responsibility, but it’s so worth it. I’ve learned a lot in the six months since we brought Kingsley home, so keep reading for some of the most important advice I want to give you before bringing your first puppy home.Read More »
“You realize that if I end up taking this job it’s going to involve a lot of travel, right?” Dan turned his head to look at me before turning his eyes back to the road. “Like, a lot of travel. At least one or two weeks out of every month.”
My careful reply came a few seconds later: “Yes, I get that. And I don’t love it. But I want to make sure you’re doing something you love.”
Dan was a few months away from graduating with his Masters Degree in Electrical Engineering, and it was time to make a decision about his job offers. Basically, the options came down to:
1- Sit at a desk all day every day and do math (or whatever it is that Electrical Engineers do), or
2- Sit at a desk and do math all day for a week or two and then spend the next week traveling and doing the hands-on work to put that math into action. Knowing and loving Dan like I do, option number two was obviously the best choice for him.
Fast-forward about six months, and I’m dropping Dan off at the airport for his first business trip. He had to go to Orlando for the week (ironically, we were just there for our honeymoon two weeks before), and as I pulled the car up to drop-off area I couldn’t stop the tears rolling down my cheeks. He gave me a hug and a kiss goodbye, and then he’s off. The tears eventually stopped somewhere along the drive back home, and I kept myself as busy as I could that week to keep my mind off the fact that Dan wasn’t there.
In retrospect, that week of Dan’s first business trip was the longest time we’d ever spent apart. We started dating when we were sixteen, and even when we were at separate colleges we didn’t go more than a few days without seeing each other. That explains why being separated that first time was so hard. And I use the word “hard” with caution. I know that compared to women whose husbands are off fighting for our country overseas, my husband going on business trips for a week or two at a time is nothing. But I can only speak to my own experience, not theirs.
Here are some things that have helped me stay sane when my husband is out of town on business.
I was texting one of my friends the other day, and the conversation went something like this:
“I read a few chapters of Girl Wash Your Face this morning and it totally started my day off on the right foot.”
“Good!! I’m downloading some podcasts right now because my life needs them.”
“I hear ya. That’s why I finally sat down to read this morning.”
“I feel like we need a ‘I want to thrive but real life keeps getting in the way’ support group lol.”
We’re both a “personal development” kick lately. At least, we’re trying. Personal development, growth, pursuit of joy, thriving- whatever you want to call it, the bottom line is we’re actively trying to “live our best lives.” And I think we’re not the only ones, which is why I’m writing this post. So if you can relate to any of those terms above, listen up, this is your support group pep talk.Read More »
A burrow, according to Dictionary.com, is a place of retreat; shelter or refuge.
The Bowers Burrow is basically the same, but we also have waffles.
I strive to create warm spaces where my people feel welcome to come as they are, messy bun and all, and just do life together. Places where we can share what’s on our hearts, catch up, complain about the little things, swap ideas, and ultimately, build each other up.
And that’s what I want this blog to be: our cozy corner of the internet where we can retreat for a little while and share life together.
So here’s a bit about me and what to expect from this blog.
I married my high school sweetheart, Dan, about a year and a half ago. He is steady, fun, and incredibly kind. He is my home. I love every part of our life together, even the messy “real life” parts. We’ve been together for over eight years, and there is no one I would rather have by my side through it all.
We have two fur babies, Belle and Kingsley. I rescued Belle about 3 years ago, and she is the light of my life. Kingsley is a “giant” German Shepherd and he’s turning 4 months old in a few days. And yes, Dan and I are so nerdy that we named our dog after one of our favorite Harry Potter characters.
We bought our first house about 6 months ago. We’ve been doing lots of projects around the house to put our personal touch on this place as well as some much-needed upgrades. We started remodeling the kitchen in October and it is so close to being done! So expect to hear more about that in future posts 🙂
I love to bake, read, write, crochet, and create. I’ll share all of my favorite recipes, books, and crafts with you guys on here.
Even though I’m a 65-year-old woman at heart, I still love a little adventure. Hiking, kayaking, camping, and traveling. Dan really brings out this side of me, otherwise I’d probably be content to sit home with Belle most of the time. I’m also working on getting in better physical shape, and I think living an active lifestyle is a big part of that.
Writing helps me live a life of intention, and that’s honestly a main reason I’m starting this blog. To encourage myself to be present in everyday moments, to try to new things, to live up to my potential, and to say what’s on my mind. If you know me from my old blog, thanks for sticking around.
So let’s do life together.
Come on over, I’ll put the coffee on.