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Binder Full of Women

To all of you who are still waiting, remedy still refusing to settle and holding out hope that he will show up.

Keep it up.

We spend so much time talking about bad relationships, this when they are bad. And when they are great, the talk stops. Because there is nothing to report. You just are. Together. Happy. Fulfilled. Satisfied. Rewarded. Generously on all counts.

And it leaves very little to tell your friends when they ask, “How are you?”

The answer is short, “Perfect.”

So, I thought I would write about my man.

About the things that make a good man, a good husband and an amazing father. They are these:

1. He will never hurt you. Not even in the slightest. Seth has never, ever hurt my feelings or made me feel bad about myself or something I have done. He builds me up, makes me stronger and never breaks me down. He has never called me a name or raised his voice at me. Truly. And to those of you who think this may be abnormal, it’s not – I can assure you. Men should never call you names, berate you or make you feel bad about yourself. If they are, then why bother with them?

2. He loves you for who you are. Seth doesn’t want to change me. For the first time in my life, I am with a man who is 100% satisfied with me, myself and I. And he happens to think I am remarkable. Anyone you spend your life with should believe this about you. They should not be trying to change you or morph you into someone you are not.

3. He puts your relationship first by putting you first. Seth encourages me to be independent, follow my own hobbies, interests and passions. How does this impact our relationship? It has a profound effect on making me feel free and happy to do what I want, when I want without guilt. This is huge for us former single moms. For example, if I spontaneously get a call from a girlfriend to go shopping or want to go out for drinks – no big deal.

4. He is an amazing father. Seth is a stay at home dad, a choice we made together, and one he will write about soon. But he truly is an incredible father. More on his awesome, mad dad skills here. 

5. He is tender and strong, all at the same time. And that’s all I can say about that. Because anything else would make it even cheesier. You can use your imagination.

I take all of this for granted in assuming you all know what qualities good men have. But, how would you if you have only had bad relationships in the past? I know I didn’t have a fair litmus after my ex-husband. I thought articulating, or attempting to articulate what makes a good man in tangible terms you can apply to your own life may help in some way.

Hang in there. He will come. You owe him to yourself.

For those of you who are happily re-married, what do you love about your men? What is the mark of a great man and a great relationship? I know everyone is different, but I do believe many things are universal, such as, love, trust, adoration and commitment.

Please leave a comment, I want to know what you think!

xoxo,
Alaina
To all of you who are still waiting, for sale still refusing to settle and holding out hope that he will show up.

Keep it up.

We spend so much time talking about bad relationships, when they are bad. And when they are great, the talk stops. Because there is nothing to report. You just are. Together. Happy. Fulfilled. Satisfied. Rewarded. Generously on all counts.

And it leaves very little to tell your friends when they ask, “How are you?”

The answer is short, “Perfect.”

So, I thought I would write about my man.

About the things that make a good man, a good husband and an amazing father. They are these:

1. He will never hurt you. Not even in the slightest. Seth has never, ever hurt my feelings or made me feel bad about myself or something I have done. He builds me up, makes me stronger and never breaks me down. He has never called me a name or raised his voice at me. Truly. And to those of you who think this may be abnormal, it’s not – I can assure you. Men should never call you names, berate you or make you feel bad about yourself. If they are, then why bother with them?

2. He loves you for who you are. Seth doesn’t want to change me. For the first time in my life, I am with a man who is 100% satisfied with me, myself and I. And he happens to think I am remarkable. Anyone you spend your life with should believe this about you. They should not be trying to change you or morph you into someone you are not.

3. He puts your relationship first by putting you first. Seth encourages me to be independent, follow my own hobbies, interests and passions. How does this impact our relationship? It has a profound effect on making me feel free and happy to do what I want, when I want without guilt. This is huge for us former single moms. For example, if I spontaneously get a call from a girlfriend to go shopping or want to go out for drinks – no big deal.

4. He is an amazing father. Seth is a stay at home dad, a choice we made together, and one he will write about soon. But he truly is an incredible father. More on his awesome, mad dad skills here. 

5. He is tender and strong, all at the same time. And that’s all I can say about that. Because anything else would make it even cheesier. You can use your imagination.

I take all of this for granted in assuming you all know what qualities good men have. But, how would you if you have only had bad relationships in the past? I know I didn’t have a fair litmus after my ex-husband. I thought articulating, or attempting to articulate what makes a good man in tangible terms you can apply to your own life may help in some way.

Hang in there. He will come. You owe him to yourself.

For those of you who are happily re-married, what do you love about your men? What is the mark of a great man and a great relationship? I know everyone is different, but I do believe many things are universal, such as, love, trust, adoration and commitment.

Please leave a comment, I want to know what you think!

xoxo,
Alaina
To all of you who are still waiting, viagra order still refusing to settle and holding out hope that he will show up.

Keep it up.

We spend so much time talking about bad relationships, order when they are bad. And when they are great, the talk stops. Because there is nothing to report. You just are. Together. Happy. Fulfilled. Satisfied. Rewarded. Generously on all counts.

And it leaves very little to tell your friends when they ask, “How are you?”

The answer is short, “Perfect.”

So, I thought I would write about my man.

About the things that make a good man, a good husband and an amazing father. They are these:

1. He will never hurt you. Not even in the slightest. Seth has never, ever hurt my feelings or made me feel bad about myself or something I have done. He builds me up, makes me stronger and never breaks me down. He has never called me a name or raised his voice at me. Truly. And to those of you who think this may be abnormal, it’s not – I can assure you. Men should never call you names, berate you or make you feel bad about yourself. If they are, then why bother with them?

2. He loves you for who you are. Seth doesn’t want to change me. For the first time in my life, I am with a man who is 100% satisfied with me, myself and I. And he happens to think I am remarkable. Anyone you spend your life with should believe this about you. They should not be trying to change you or morph you into someone you are not.

3. He puts your relationship first by putting you first. Seth encourages me to be independent, follow my own hobbies, interests and passions. How does this impact our relationship? It has a profound effect on making me feel free and happy to do what I want, when I want without guilt. This is huge for us former single moms. For example, if I spontaneously get a call from a girlfriend to go shopping or want to go out for drinks – no big deal.

4. He is an amazing father. Seth is a stay at home dad, a choice we made together, and one he will write about soon. But he truly is an incredible father. More on his awesome, mad dad skills here. 

5. He forgives you. Clearly there are some unforgivable things. My unforgivable things like cheating, lies or abuse. But most of the trials and tribulations between you, as a couple, are forgivable and should be. A good man knows how to forgive, drop it and not harbor resentment toward you for messing up. 

I take all of this for granted in assuming you all know what qualities good men have. But, how would you if you have only had bad relationships in the past? I know I didn’t have a fair litmus after my ex-husband. I thought articulating, or attempting to articulate what makes a good man in tangible terms you can apply to your own life may help in some way.

Hang in there. He will come. You owe him to yourself.

For those of you who are happily re-married, what do you love about your men? What is the mark of a great man and a great relationship? I know everyone is different, but I do believe many things are universal, such as, love, trust, adoration and commitment.

Please leave a comment, I want to know what you think!

xoxo,
Alaina
To all of you who are still waiting, rx still refusing to settle and holding out hope that he will show up.

Keep it up.

We spend so much time talking about bad relationships, no rx when they are bad. And when they are great, the talk stops. Because there is nothing to report. You just are. Together. Happy. Fulfilled. Satisfied. Rewarded. Generously on all counts.

And it leaves very little to tell your friends when they ask, “How are you?”

The answer is short, “Perfect.”

So, I thought I would write about my man.

About the things that make a good man, a good husband and an amazing father. They are these:

1. He will never hurt you. Not even in the slightest. Seth has never, ever hurt my feelings or made me feel bad about myself or something I have done. He builds me up, makes me stronger and never breaks me down. He has never called me a name or raised his voice at me. Truly. And to those of you who think this may be abnormal, it’s not – I can assure you. Men should never call you names, berate you or make you feel bad about yourself. If they are, then why bother with them?

2. He loves you for who you are. Seth doesn’t want to change me. For the first time in my life, I am with a man who is 100% satisfied with me, myself and I. And he happens to think I am remarkable. Anyone you spend your life with should believe this about you. They should not be trying to change you or morph you into someone you are not.

3. He puts your relationship first by putting you first. Seth encourages me to be independent, follow my own hobbies, interests and passions. How does this impact our relationship? It has a profound effect on making me feel free and happy to do what I want, when I want without guilt. This is huge for us former single moms. For example, if I spontaneously get a call from a girlfriend to go shopping or want to go out for drinks – no big deal.

4. He is an amazing father. Seth is a stay at home dad, a choice we made together, and one he will write about soon. But he truly is an incredible father. More on his awesome, mad dad skills here. 

5. He forgives. 

I take all of this for granted in assuming you all know what qualities good men have. But, how would you if you have only had bad relationships in the past? I know I didn’t have a fair litmus after my ex-husband. I thought articulating, or attempting to articulate what makes a good man in tangible terms you can apply to your own life may help in some way.

Hang in there. He will come. You owe him to yourself.

For those of you who are happily re-married, what do you love about your men? What is the mark of a great man and a great relationship? I know everyone is different, but I do believe many things are universal, such as, love, trust, adoration and commitment.

Please leave a comment, I want to know what you think!

xoxo,
Alaina
Yeah, more about I ride a motorcycle. No, click I don’t have a job.

But I do the laundry, pills do the dishes, clean the house, and walk the dog. I fix things that are broken. Alaina and I take turns making lunches & making breakfast. But I love to cook, so I make dinner a lot. I also pick up the occasional marketing consulting gig and help companies tell clear, compelling, consistent stories about their products and services. I also make things out of leather. I do all of the above and I am a stay at home dad.

And I’m loving every minute of it.

——-

Let’s rewind 11 years, though, and I’ll tell you the sorta-short version of how I came to this place of stay-at-home-dadhood.

In 2001, my dad, brothers, and I started a business. We saw a huge opportunity in the housing market and worked like hell to make it succeed. We raised money from investors, got it open, and it was awesome. Until it all came crashing down 6 years later right along with the housing market. And then came the hard part. Investors lost their money, vendors got pennies on the dollar (if anything at all) in the corporate bankruptcy. And, for 6 months before the company went through bankruptcy, I didn’t get paid.

So, in January 2007, I did what I needed to do to provide for now ex-wife and our two kids. I got a job (through a friend) driving a forklift. Outside. At night. In the Ohio winter. It was so cold my eyelids froze together when I blinked. One night, my boots froze solid. Every night, I got home around 2 a.m., slept until 8 a.m., got up, got Lily ready for and took her to school. Then, until 3:00 p.m., I would look for marketing jobs and go on interviews.

In May of 2007 I landed an awesome job with a publisher down in San Antonio, Texas. One of the things I loved most about the move: it was warm! Then I found out about breakfast tacos. Holy bacon & egg goodness. Career-wise, Texas was outstanding– I got paid well to do great work with great people. Relationship-wise, it was a disaster. The cracks in my marriage that were held in place back in Ohio by our friends and family became the Grand Canyon. But I was in denial. For three years. For three years, I convinced myself, in spite of decisions on her part pushing us further and further apart, that I could save our marriage. That I could make it work.  What was actually happening – I was just waiting for her to leave.

By Christmas 2010, I was finished waiting. It was time to figure out exactly what I wanted out of life, and start making choices– however hard they would be– that got me closer to it. I wanted my kids, and I wanted us to move back to Ohio so they could grow  up around their cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. My lawyer and I prepared for a nasty court battle, but we were able to work out an amicable agreement via mediation in May. One of the stipulations was this – Lily, Cohen, and I could move back to Ohio if I got a job there that gave me a certain increase in compensation. By the end of that week, I had a signed offer letter from a publisher in Columbus that met all the requirements. Plus, it was going to be a lot of fun, and the people were fantastic.

June, 2011, and the kids and I were officially back in Ohio. New job. Family & friends. Riding motorcycles with my brothers. Life is good. Then, it gets even better when I meet Alaina. You can read her take on that at mssinglemama.com. I know right away that she meets all the criteria on my three-item non-negotiables list: emotionally honest; passionate about life and living it; acquisitive (someone who loves to learn new things). And then some. She’s an absolutely incredible woman, and I’m obviously the luckiest guy in the world.

Fast forward to spring, 2012. Alaina and I knew we were going to get married. We also knew that we were in a unique position, financially: we could afford for one of us to work, and one of us to stay home. We’ve both worked our asses off and had a certain amount of good luck to get to that point. But there we were. Coincidentally, around that time, my employer and I reached a mutually amicable, mutually beneficial agreement, and I resigned. It was time to take advantage of our fortunate financial circumstances and keep one of us home with the kids.

Now, here we are. Coming up on Halloween, 2012 and I don’t have a job. We made a choice for me to stay home. And it’s been awesome– not without its trials, sure: no matter how clean the house is, it only stays that way for approximately 2.3 seconds; three kids all talking at once about three different things is enough to make me pull out what’s left of my hair; and getting them to their various sporting events makes me want that cloning machine from the movie Multiplicity. But being able to pick those gremlins up from school, give them a hug, and tell them how incredible they are every day is something I never thought I’d get to do.

So, no. I don’t have a job. But I work.
Yeah, malady I ride a motorcycle. No, mind I don’t have a job.

But I do the laundry, hospital do the dishes, clean the house, and walk the dog. I fix things that are broken. Alaina and I take turns making lunches & making breakfast. But I love to cook, so I make dinner a lot. I also pick up the occasional marketing consulting gig and help companies tell clear, compelling, consistent stories about their products and services. I also make things out of leather. I do all of the above and I am a stay at home dad.

And I’m loving every minute of it.

——-

Let’s rewind 11 years, though, and I’ll tell you the sorta-short version of how I came to this place of stay-at-home-dadhood.

In 2001, my dad, brothers, and I started a business. We saw a huge opportunity in the housing market and worked like hell to make it succeed. We raised money from investors, got it open, and it was awesome. Until it all came crashing down 6 years later right along with the housing market. And then came the hard part. Investors lost their money, vendors got pennies on the dollar (if anything at all) in the corporate bankruptcy. And, for 6 months before the company went through bankruptcy, I didn’t get paid.

So, in January 2007, I did what I needed to do to provide for now ex-wife and our two kids. I got a job (through a friend) driving a forklift. Outside. At night. In the Ohio winter. It was so cold my eyelids froze together when I blinked. One night, my boots froze solid. Every night, I got home around 2 a.m., slept until 8 a.m., got up, got Lily ready for and took her to school. Then, until 3:00 p.m., I would look for marketing jobs and go on interviews.

In May of 2007 I landed an awesome job with a publisher down in San Antonio, Texas. One of the things I loved most about the move: it was warm! Then I found out about breakfast tacos. Holy bacon & egg goodness. Career-wise, Texas was outstanding– I got paid well to do great work with great people. Relationship-wise, it was a disaster. The cracks in my marriage that were held in place back in Ohio by our friends and family became the Grand Canyon. But I was in denial. For three years. For three years, I convinced myself, in spite of decisions on her part pushing us further and further apart, that I could save our marriage. That I could make it work.  What was actually happening – I was just waiting for her to leave.

By Christmas 2010, I was finished waiting. It was time to figure out exactly what I wanted out of life, and start making choices– however hard they would be– that got me closer to it. I wanted my kids, and I wanted us to move back to Ohio so they could grow  up around their cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. My lawyer and I prepared for a nasty court battle, but we were able to work out an amicable agreement via mediation in May. One of the stipulations was this – Lily, Cohen, and I could move back to Ohio if I got a job there that gave me a certain increase in compensation. By the end of that week, I had a signed offer letter from a publisher in Columbus that met all the requirements. Plus, it was going to be a lot of fun, and the people were fantastic.

June, 2011, and the kids and I were officially back in Ohio. New job. Family & friends. Riding motorcycles with my brothers. Life is good. Then, it gets even better when I meet Alaina. You can read her take on that at mssinglemama.com. I know right away that she meets all the criteria on my three-item non-negotiables list: emotionally honest; passionate about life and living it; acquisitive (someone who loves to learn new things). And then some. She’s an absolutely incredible woman, and I’m obviously the luckiest guy in the world.

Fast forward to spring, 2012. Alaina and I knew we were going to get married. We also knew that we were in a unique position, financially: we could afford for one of us to work, and one of us to stay home. We’ve both worked our asses off and had a certain amount of good luck to get to that point. But there we were. Coincidentally, around that time, my employer and I reached a mutually amicable, mutually beneficial agreement, and I resigned. It was time to take advantage of our fortunate financial circumstances and keep one of us home with the kids.

Now, here we are. Coming up on Halloween, 2012 and I don’t have a job. We made a choice for me to stay home. And it’s been awesome– not without its trials, sure: no matter how clean the house is, it only stays that way for approximately 2.3 seconds; three kids all talking at once about three different things is enough to make me pull out what’s left of my hair; and getting them to their various sporting events makes me want that cloning machine from the movie Multiplicity. But being able to pick those gremlins up from school, give them a hug, and tell them how incredible they are every day is something I never thought I’d get to do.

So, no. I don’t have a job. But I work.
Yeah, no rx I ride a motorcycle. No, view I don’t have a job.

But I do the laundry, buy do the dishes, clean the house, and walk the dog. I fix things that are broken. Alaina and I take turns making lunches & making breakfast. But I love to cook, so I make dinner a lot. I also pick up the occasional marketing consulting gig and help companies tell clear, compelling, consistent stories about their products and services. I also make things out of leather. I do all of the above and I am a stay at home dad.

And I’m loving every minute of it.

——-

Let’s rewind 11 years, though, and I’ll tell you the sorta-short version of how I came to this place of stay-at-home-dadhood.

In 2001, my dad, brothers, and I started a business. We saw a huge opportunity in the housing market and worked like hell to make it succeed. We raised money from investors, got it open, and it was awesome. Until it all came crashing down 6 years later right along with the housing market. And then came the hard part. Investors lost their money, vendors got pennies on the dollar (if anything at all) in the corporate bankruptcy. And, for 6 months before the company went through bankruptcy, I didn’t get paid.

So, in January 2007, I did what I needed to do to provide for now ex-wife and our two kids. I got a job (through a friend) driving a forklift. Outside. At night. In the Ohio winter. It was so cold my eyelids froze together when I blinked. One night, my boots froze solid. Every night, I got home around 2 a.m., slept until 8 a.m., got up, got Lily ready for and took her to school. Then, until 3:00 p.m., I would look for marketing jobs and go on interviews.

In May of 2007 I landed an awesome job with a publisher down in San Antonio, Texas. One of the things I loved most about the move: it was warm! Then I found out about breakfast tacos. Holy bacon & egg goodness. Career-wise, Texas was outstanding– I got paid well to do great work with great people. Relationship-wise, it was a disaster. The cracks in my marriage that were held in place back in Ohio by our friends and family became the Grand Canyon. But I was in denial. For three years. For three years, I convinced myself, in spite of decisions on her part pushing us further and further apart, that I could save our marriage. That I could make it work.  What was actually happening – I was just waiting for her to leave.

By Christmas 2010, I was finished waiting. It was time to figure out exactly what I wanted out of life, and start making choices– however hard they would be– that got me closer to it. I wanted my kids, and I wanted us to move back to Ohio so they could grow  up around their cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. My lawyer and I prepared for a nasty court battle, but we were able to work out an amicable agreement via mediation in May. One of the stipulations was this – Lily, Cohen, and I could move back to Ohio if I got a job there that gave me a certain increase in compensation. By the end of that week, I had a signed offer letter from a publisher in Columbus that met all the requirements. Plus, it was going to be a lot of fun, and the people were fantastic.

June, 2011, and the kids and I were officially back in Ohio. New job. Family & friends. Riding motorcycles with my brothers. Life is good. Then, it gets even better when I meet Alaina. You can read her take on that at mssinglemama.com. I know right away that she meets all the criteria on my three-item non-negotiables list: emotionally honest; passionate about life and living it; acquisitive (someone who loves to learn new things). And then some. She’s an absolutely incredible woman, and I’m obviously the luckiest guy in the world.

Fast forward to spring, 2012. Alaina and I knew we were going to get married. We also knew that we were in a unique position, financially: we could afford for one of us to work, and one of us to stay home. We’ve both worked our asses off and had a certain amount of good luck to get to that point. But there we were. Coincidentally, around that time, my employer and I reached a mutually amicable, mutually beneficial agreement, and I resigned. It was time to take advantage of our fortunate financial circumstances and keep one of us home with the kids.

Now, here we are. Coming up on Halloween, 2012 and I don’t have a job. We made a choice for me to stay home. And it’s been awesome– not without its trials, sure: no matter how clean the house is, it only stays that way for approximately 2.3 seconds; three kids all talking at once about three different things is enough to make me pull out what’s left of my hair; and getting them to their various sporting events makes me want that cloning machine from the movie Multiplicity. But being able to pick those gremlins up from school, give them a hug, and tell them how incredible they are every day is something I never thought I’d get to do.

So, no. I don’t have a job: I’m a stay at home dad. And it’s awesome.
We usually don’t bring politics to this blog, healing a place about life and love a single parents or blended families.

But, this year, with Mitt Romney’s Binder Full of Women comment during the second presidential debate and then his comment about gun violence being caused by single parent households (a bit too reminiscent of Ann Coulter for my taste); Seth and I took to the streets with a political costume this year.

Seth wore the hoodie for extra “creeper effect.” The Barbies came from thrift stores (of course).

And needless to say, the costume was a show stopper. He couldn’t really move because everyone wanted a picture. Women jumped in the binder, men high fived the binder.

It was a great day for women.

xoxo,

Alaina

Stay at home Dad

I always wanted a man with a beard.

I am certain it’s because my Dad had one. Freud, treat sure. And simply the fact that he was an absolutely incredible man and father. So, drugs here I am, decease a grown woman who digs beards.

I got what I wished for in Seth. He is committed to growing his beard out (in spite of my protests) for as “long as it takes”.

We will document his beard’s transition here…

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I always wanted a man with a beard.

I am certain it’s because my Dad had one. Freud, sildenafil sure. And simply the fact that he was an absolutely incredible man and father. So, rx here I am, a grown woman who digs beards.

I got what I wished for in Seth. He is committed to growing his beard out (in spite of my protests) for as “long as it takes”.

We will document his beard’s transition here…

20120905-092717.jpg
Yeah, ampoule I ride a motorcycle. No, pills I don’t have a job.

But I do the laundry, do the dishes, clean the house, and walk the dog. I fix things that are broken. I put new handlebars on my Harley. Alaina and I take turns making lunches & making breakfast. But I love to cook, so I make dinner a lot. I also pick up the occasional marketing consulting gig and help companies tell clear, compelling, consistent stories about their products and services. I also make things out of leather. I do all of the above and I am a stay at home dad.

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What makes a good man?

This is just a sneak peek. But while sick with a sinus infection and doing way too much couch surfing during my staycation, abortion I hunted for the pieces and parts to create the new, cure new leaf necklace.

The charms and the chains came Saturday and I practically ripped the box open and got to work.

The result are these two variations of the same necklace, viagra approved but with varying charms. You will be able to choose the charms you would like and the chain – both are silver and 18″ in length. As for the charms… I added a swallow (symbolizing freedom after a destructive relationship), one larger silver leaf (to represent you, the mama) and teeny, tiny leaves (to represent your babies) and finally, I added a heart (symbolizing the love you will find in your second marriage or possibly in your relationship with yourself).

There are so many charm options so you can pick and choose, adding what you want now and building on your charm necklace later. Or, you can buy the charms only. This means the necklace price will range from as low as $28.00 to as high as $65.00 +.

I couldn’t wait to share the sneak peek pictures with you.

As soon as I can, I’ll be posting these to a new Etsy shop (also made while couch surfing). The shop will feature the necklaces and also all of my vintage thrift finds.

Until then, what do you think? Any other charms or symbols I should add?

This is just a sneak peek. But while sick with a sinus infection and doing way too much couch surfing during my staycation, information pills I hunted for the pieces and parts to create the new, sildenafil new leaf necklace.

The charms and the chains came Saturday and I practically ripped the box open and got to work.

The result are these two variations of the same necklace, but with varying charms. You will be able to choose the charms you would like and the chain – both are silver and 18″ in length. As for the charms… I added a swallow (symbolizing freedom after a destructive relationship), one larger silver leaf (to represent you, the mama) and teeny, tiny leaves (to represent your babies) and finally, I added a heart (symbolizing the love you will find in your second marriage or possibly in your relationship with yourself).

There are so many charm options so you can pick and choose, adding what you want now and building on your charm necklace later. Or, you can buy the charms only. This means the necklace price will range from as low as $28.00 to as high as $65.00 +.

I couldn’t wait to share the sneak peek pictures with you.

As soon as I can, I’ll be posting these to a new Etsy shop (also made while couch surfing). The shop will feature the necklaces and also all of my vintage thrift finds.

Until then, what do you think? Any other charms or symbols I should add?

xoxo,

Alaina

To all of you who are still waiting, viagra 40mg still refusing to settle and holding out hope that he will show up.

Keep it up.

We spend so much time talking about bad relationships, purchase when they are bad. And when they are great, the talk stops. Because there is nothing to report. You just are. Together. Happy. Fulfilled. Satisfied. Rewarded. Generously on all counts.

And it leaves very little to tell your friends when they ask, “How are you?”

The answer is short, “Perfect.”

So, I thought I would write about my man.

About the things that make a good man, a good husband and an amazing father. They are these:

1. He will never hurt you. Not even in the slightest. Seth has never, ever hurt my feelings or made me feel bad about myself or something I have done. He builds me up, makes me stronger and never breaks me down. He has never called me a name or raised his voice at me. Truly. And to those of you who think this may be abnormal, it’s not – I can assure you. Men should never call you names, berate you or make you feel bad about yourself. If they are, then why bother with them?

2. He loves you for who you are. Seth doesn’t want to change me. For the first time in my life, I am with a man who is 100% satisfied with me, myself and I. And he happens to think I am remarkable. Anyone you spend your life with should believe this about you. They should not be trying to change you or morph you into someone you are not.

3. He puts your relationship first by putting you first. Seth encourages me to be independent, follow my own hobbies, interests and passions. How does this impact our relationship? It has a profound effect on making me feel free and happy to do what I want, when I want without guilt. This is huge for us former single moms. For example, if I spontaneously get a call from a girlfriend to go shopping or want to go out for drinks – no big deal.

4. He is an amazing father. Seth is a stay at home dad, a choice we made together, and one he will write about soon. But he truly is an incredible father. More on his awesome, mad dad skills here. 

5. He forgives you. Clearly there are some unforgivable things. My unforgivable things like cheating, lies or abuse. But most of the trials and tribulations between you, as a couple, are forgivable and should be. A good man knows how to forgive, drop it and not harbor resentment toward you for messing up. 

I take all of this for granted in assuming you all know what qualities good men have. But, how would you if you have only had bad relationships in the past? I know I didn’t have a fair litmus after my ex-husband. I thought articulating, or attempting to articulate what makes a good man in tangible terms you can apply to your own life may help in some way.

Hang in there. He will come. You owe him to yourself.

For those of you who are happily re-married, what do you love about your men? What is the mark of a great man and a great relationship? I know everyone is different, but I do believe many things are universal, such as, love, trust, adoration and commitment.

Please leave a comment, I want to know what you think!

xoxo,
Alaina

The new, new leaf necklace

On night one, cialis 40mg physician we went to a bar to the Tree House to hear Seth and his brothers play a show, try their first in years. They were awesome, making Seth’s nights away all week practicing worth it.

After Seth’s show guys from another band were taking advantage of my drunken state, a rarity nowadays, and their flirtations were crossing the line. These included, but were not limited to, picking me up in big bear hugs and trying to put stickers on my chest. After we left, I thanked Seth for not kicking their asses. His reply, “You’re welcome but I really, really wanted to.”

This coming from a man who, in spite of his size, has never been in a knock down drag out fight before in his life. But, yes, apparently, the sight of 20-something dudes messing with his drunk lady will get him there in a hurry. Fortunately, good sense prevailed and we escaped with no harm done.

The next day, needless to say, my head was pounding, my stomach running in circles and to top it off, I had an oncoming sinus infection. I can still drink like I’m in my 20’s but my hang overs are definitely worse than they ever were. Fortunately, Lily was up for an America’s Next Top Model Marathon.

That afternoon, Sarah, my drop dead gorgeous (inside and out) sister-in-law arrived with Seth’s brother Nathaneal and we all headed, five children in tow, to a party at OG’s. I parked by butt by the camp fire and the kids ran wild. OG encourages this behavior as his house doubles as a leadership/adventure center for adults.

 

Benjamin and Cohen diving for Pinata candy

 

After all of our fun on the weekend, my sinus infection took its toll and I have been on the couch ever since. WIth the exception of a trip on Seth’s bike to lunch at the Dinin’ Hall in Columbus.

 
On night one, information pills we went to a bar to the Tree House to hear Seth and his brothers play a show, this their first in years. They were awesome, making Seth’s nights away all week practicing worth it.

After Seth’s show guys from another band were taking advantage of my drunken state, a rarity nowadays, and their flirtations were crossing the line. These included, but were not limited to, picking me up in big bear hugs and trying to put stickers on my chest. After we left, I thanked Seth for not kicking their asses. His reply, “You’re welcome but I really, really wanted to.”

This coming from a man who, in spite of his size, has never been in a knock down drag out fight before in his life. But, yes, apparently, the sight of 20-something dudes messing with his drunk lady will get him there in a hurry. Fortunately, good sense prevailed and we escaped with no harm done.

The next day, needless to say, my head was pounding, my stomach running in circles and to top it off, I had an oncoming sinus infection. I can still drink like I’m in my 20’s but my hang overs are definitely worse than they ever were. Fortunately, Lily was up for an America’s Next Top Model Marathon.

That afternoon, Sarah, my drop dead gorgeous (inside and out) sister-in-law arrived with Seth’s brother Nathaneal and we all headed, five children in tow, to a party at OG’s. I parked by butt by the camp fire and the kids ran wild. OG encourages this behavior as his house doubles as a leadership/adventure center for adults.

 

Benjamin and Cohen diving for Pinata candy

 

After all of our fun on the weekend, my sinus infection took its to
This is just a sneak peek. But while sick with a sinus infection and doing way too much couch surfing during my staycation, more about I hunted for the pieces and parts to create the new, more about new leaf necklace.

The charms and the chains came Saturday and I practically ripped the box open and got to work.

The result are these two variations of the same necklace, but with varying charms. You will be able to choose the charms you would like and the chain – both are silver and 18″ in length. As for the charms… I added a swallow (symbolizing freedom after a destructive relationship), one larger silver leaf (to represent you, the mama) and teeny, tiny leaves (to represent your babies) and finally, I added a heart (symbolizing the love you will find in your second marriage or possibly in your relationship with yourself).

There are so many charm options so you can pick and choose, adding what you want now and building on your charm necklace later. Or, you can buy the charms only. This means the necklace price will range from as low as $28.00 to as high as $65.00 +.

I couldn’t wait to share the sneak peek pictures with you.

As soon as I can, I’ll be posting these to a new Etsy shop (also made while couch surfing). The shop will feature the necklaces and also all of my vintage thrift finds.

Until then, what do you think? Any other charms or symbols I should add?

xoxo,

Alaina

Changing handlebars on a Harley

It’s back. His short beard.

Phew. I love my tall, clinic dark and handsome.

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Sorry I have been scant lately. Will be back soon with lots of pictures
It all started innocently enough. The stock handlebars on my Dyna are too low for me, stuff which makes my back hurt on long rides– like the 700 mile day my brother and I did on our way home from the Black Hills.

Solution: t-bars with 10″ risers. And, buy because I ride a 2004 Dyna Super Glide Sport (FXDX) which has a tach and spedo, I buy a gauge mount adapter, too.

t-bars with 10" straight risers, gauge mount adapter

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Inspiration

Inspiration goes both ways.

I don’t think any of you know this story. So, health here goes…

Three years ago when I quit my day job to start my own digital marketing firm and to blog full time, you – my readers – saved Benjamin and I. You were our life boat.

Before leaving said day job, with its generous salary and benefits, I planned and saved. I had three months salary in the bank and assumed freelance income from a contract writing for WeTV and some child support would be steadily coming in for at least a few more months. It wasn’t much, but it was enough.

After I turned in my notice, two unexpected things happened. WeTV cancelled my contract due to a Website re-design and my ex stopped paying child support. Needless to say, as a single mother with no safety net, I was extremely worried.

Then, a miracle happened, you all started buying my new leaf necklaces. Hundreds of you.

That revenue kept me afloat until I picked up more freelance work. My marketing firm, Cement Marketing, consisted of me, myself and a network of contractors I could pull in if I won a project.

But, who would be my first client? Who would take a chance on me, risking her reputation and her entire digital budget?

One of you.

One of my readers.

Heather, a marketing director of Lifeline of Ohio, a non profit in Columbus charged with saving lives by increasing the number of Ohioans registered as organ donations, was my Angel at the time. Her gamble paid off, you can see the site we built and designed here. Now three years later (on Jan 22), Cement Marketing is still flourishing with five employees and over 25 clients.

Last week, Heather and I were meeting and planning for more things to come, when she showed me her wrist and a new tattoo, on top of the first.

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Both are new leaves with her children’s initials. And then she told me to bring the necklaces back, “because you’re really good at that.”

You, my readers, are all my angels.

And I am taking it as a sign that I need to bring back a line of new leaf jewelry. This time, like the last time, so we can be connected somehow. We all wear those necklaces and we all believe that we are beautiful, strong mamas – and it makes our days a little bit easier, to know we are not alone.

Any ideas? Same necklaces or something different? Would you like to be able to order necklaces with charms for each child?

Give me your thoughts in the comments. What do you want to wear?

Peace and quiet.

When you are constantly running between home, search prescription work and back again–even when you sweet husband let’s you sleep in whenever you need to; makes breakfast, sildenafil lunch and dinner; does all of the laundry; cleans the house as best as he is able (he is a man after all); and hugs and loves you until no end–the stress catches up to you.

Before becoming a mother, see and then very suddenly, a single mother, I was a professional at taking time for myself. I would take yoga classes, shop just for fun, I would sleep in, I would eat out by myself, I would go for hikes, read books, catch concerts and spend time with friends.

Now, with a supportive husband who encourages me to do all of these things, it’s been hard for me to slowly let go and believe that he will catch me. But day by day, week by week and month by month we got here. To the point where I don’t apologize (by default) if I sleep in. To which he says, “Stop apologizing. Why are you apologizing?”  To which I reply, “I don’t know.”

To escape it all, we went camping a few weekends ago. I drove ahead, dropped Benjamin off for his monthly visit Read More…

Win me.

Found this beautiful Liz Claiborne wallet thrifting last week.

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Just leave a comment and you’ll be entered to win it.

xoxo, story

Alaina

PS

I miss you. I miss writing. I miss my kids. I have been working too much…

Delicious.

It’s back. His short beard.

Phew. I love my tall, doctor dark and handsome.

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I have informed him that the next time he grows it out, patient it will be over my dead body (literally).

Sorry I have been scant lately. Will be back soon with lots of pictures.

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