Summer bloggin’

Hi! It’s me again. I have a handful of blogs I’ve started over the years, and looking back, I am realizing, they all started in the summer and came to an end around the time school started. I first got a hankering for a little blogging back when I was a stay at home mom wrangling my 5 year old red-head and her blue-eyed little brother. “Ramblings,” I think it was called? It was purely anecdotal, and I don’t even know if it can still be found on the internet.

Update: I just found it. It took a while, but I found it. Let’s Talk about Our Likes and Our Dislikes and A Real Live Cow-man were a couple of my first posts. I’m pretty sure this blog reached widespread audiences (like my mom and dad), but the truth is, it’s still out there for all the world to see. Yikes.

Anyway, back to the summer blogging point I was trying to make. I started another blog when I traveled to Germany with fellow educators (in the summer of 2010) and followed up with it in the summer of 2014. Then, in the summer of 2017, I blogged of my time in the Andes on a Fulbright-Hays seminar in Ecuador and Peru.

Needless to say, summer is a time when, thanks to the best job ever-teaching, I’m able to rest, reflect, refresh, and apparently blog. I decided I wanted to document this summer because it’s a little more unique than some of the ones we’ve had, in that Josh and I are taking a road trip sans kiddos. Looking back at my first blog (which I quite literally just looked at), we took one of our first trips without kids in 2008. To Italy. I think this is pretty much the first time SINCE THEN we have gone on a trip with out them. That alone is unique. Plus, it’s summer. And, our children are at an age when, it seems like everyone is a going a million different places at once and it would be helpful if there were two of me. And two of Josh. As with any time parents go on trips without their kids, there are a lot of moving parts to make it happen.

So, here we are. In this blog, I plan to highlight everything I think is meaningful, random, pretty, or just plain cool, like my Spotify playlist, which I am slowly developing as we go along. First stop, Chicago.