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Originally Published on 6/28/19
Friends, I remember why I picked up this book so many moons ago. It was the first self help book I read because the rest of them made me roll my eyes so hard they damn near got stuck. I could relate to this woman who went from broke skeptic to badass millionaire on her own terms. If she could do it, why couldn’t I? The first time I read this book, I was in a job I loved, but was overworked, working long hours and still disappointing people because I was...
Originally Published on 6/4/19
June 4. A year. The magical point after a loved one dies when suddenly everything is okay and back to normal again.
Ha, okay. Sure.
As I type this (on June 3), I’m remembering what we were doing at this time a year ago and how much I’ve changed in the last 365 days.
9:27am we were leaving our hotel in Kentucky to go to the airport.
12:14pm we were in the air and took our last selfie ever together.
2:35pm we were in the car headed home from the Dallas...
Originally Published on 5/31/19
I wasn’t raised in a house where we cooked from scratch a lot, so I didn’t learn how to cook as a kid, I learned how to microwave. As I got older I did some trial and error and learned some recipes, but I always felt like I missed the basics class. Where is my Cooking 101? It wasn’t until I met Jason that I really learned how to cook. He made the best salmon I’ve ever had and taught me how to roast a chicken, make meatloaf (without...
Originally Published on 5/30/19
Hi, friends! I have a fun announcement today - we’re going to start a new club over here, and everybody is welcome. I’m announcing…*drumroll*… The Nerky Berk Clerb (*fireworks, oohhh aahhh*), or, yanno, The Nerky Book Club to normal people. We’re going to read a book together each month, announced the last week of the month prior – or earlier if you’re on my email list! I tend to read a lot of non-fiction books in the...
Originally Published on 5/23/19
Friends, it’s mental health month. It’s also the 12th month after my husfriend suddenly died, meaning we’re almost full circle at a year past the moment my life changed forever. You could say I’ve had my fair share of mental breakdowns, road blocks and difficulties this year. It’s really the first time in my life I’ve experienced the true depths of mental darkness, and I want to share what I’ve done over the past few...
Originally Published on 5/5/19
May the fourth be with you. Star Wars Day. Y’all, Jason was a yuuuuuuuge Star Wars fan. A giant nerdy kid in a man’s body. I love Star Wars too, but he loved it more. He was the Han to my Leia, the Empire to my Rebel. That’s why this day was the day I knew I wanted to get my tattoo.
We were dating and living in separate houses when The Force Awakens came out. I remember the online system to buy tickets at Alamo Drafthouse went down the day...
Originally Published on 4/30/19
Going to a conference for the first time, alone, sounds like an introvert’s NIGHTMARE. Does it not? That’s why I’m so glad my friend Brandi went with me to the Mom 2.0 Summit this past week. I’m what you might call an extroverted introvert. I’m only extroverted once I warm up to someone, otherwise I’m quiet, shy and I get anxious around a lot of people. Then I need some alone time to decompress when it’s over.
Originally Published on 4/22/19
Redecorating: cheaper than therapy and equally as effective. In my case at least. I updated my living room from a cardboard tan color to navy blue and that alone made SUCH a difference in the feel of the room, then I added new furniture, and what once was a space that constantly reminded me of what I lost, is now a space I can make new memories and move forward with my life on my own terms.
My living room was the place we all hung out all the time when Jason...
Originally Published on 4/8/19
I wasn’t ever an alcoholic, just a social drinker. Happy hour every now and then, maybe go out to a bar on the weekend once a…quarter? Drinking was never a problem for me in the sense that I wasn’t dependent on alcohol. It was a problem, though, because of how it made me feel.
After Jason died I was desperate to feel better. I was stuck under this weight of shock, depression, sadness and anger all rolled into one massive behemoth. I tried...
Originally Published on 3/4/19
Today is March 4th. Every month on the fourth I’m reminded that life goes on. The world keeps spinning, regardless what happens in your own little world. It’s been exactly 9 months since my little world imploded.
9 months since my husband got up to go to bed. “I’m going to bed.” “Okay, goodnight, love you.” “Love you.”
9 months since I heard a noise in my bedroom and got up to see what it was.
9 months since...