The in-betweens of life

I wrote this in June 2015 but forgot to post. oops :)


I have learned something the past few years. You gotta live in the “in-betweens” of life or you won’t really live.


I am currently in an in-between. We are moving back to D.C. in August so I have started to slow things down here in San Francisco. My Bible study ended in May (I should write a blog post about that group – AMAZING) and so did MOPS (did you know you can attend MOPS even if you don’t have a preschooler? It was great). I am really going to miss these people. It is amazing how long three years actually is and at the same time it feels like I just left D.C.

I am crossing things off of our bucket list. frantically.

1. Drive the PCH

2. See Hearst Castle

3. Eat at the Breakers in Stinson Beach. one. last. time.

4. Take a trolley ride

5. Walk up the steps on Russian Hill

6. Run the second half of the SF Marathon

7. Drive through a Giant Sequoia


I have some work to do in two months! This in-between started a few months ago when the huz got the call that we would be moving. You have to take advantage of these in-betweens or half your life will be spent waiting for the next big adventure. It is easy to think of this time as just prep time for our move. Time to plan our cross country drive. Time to purge my closets and crawl space. Time to look for our new home. And while it is all of these things, you cannot forget to live where you are. I want this time to be characterized by other things:

1. Pool parties and BBQs with friends

2. Making new memories in new places and old, familiar places

3. Deep and refreshing conversation with friends that became so dear in three years

4. Soaking up the sun with NO humidity

5. Hiking in real mountains (no offense, VA).


Well, off to enjoy!





The huz and I have a really great problem to have. We love both of our families a lot. like, really, really a lot.

And we typically can only go see one of them for the holidays and only for one holiday at that. Which is hard because we want to see our families all the time.

Mt Gran and #cavebaby

My Gran and #cavebaby

My family is in the PNW and his is in New England, so we can only pick one each year.

#gohawks #gopats

More often than not we are not able to travel home for Thanksgiving. So, we started inviting friends over for T-giving a few years ago. A #Friendsgiving if you will.

#Friendsgiving is something I look forward to now, instead of being sad that I cannot be with family. What a gift to gather with friends who cannot be with family and celebrate, overeat and be thankful together.

Getting the serving dishes ready.

Getting the serving dishes ready.

This year several friends are coming over. I am cooking a turkey, something that still scares me. A 23lb. turkey. But, I am excited for the parade, for food, for my baby’s first celebration, for more food, some football, putting on some old maternity pants and eating more food.

I made my Gran’s Cornbread Dressing today. I love a great family recipe. Of course, she makes it the best, but it is a decent attempt at a taste of home when I can’t be with her on Thanksgiving.

My Gran's DELISH Cornbread Dressing

My Gran’s DELISH Cornbread Dressing

Requirements for #Friendsgiving:

  1. Everyone has a dish (whether they make it or they give me the recipe and I make it) that is their fave dish from childhood. Something delicious and nostalgic. Nostalgia is delicious to me.
  2. TONS of leftovers. Because doesn’t everyone want to take leftovers home?
  3. We watch the parade (if you’re over in the morning) and we watch football all afternoon (#GOHAWKS)

So, remember to be thankful, whoever you’re with and wherever you are. There is always a bright side. Look for it this holiday season. Happy Thanksgiving!

p.s. Don’t get caught in a Yam/Potato landslide at the grocery store. Excessive Safeway? I think so.