I woke up yesterday with a deep desire to make it to yoga class. It was a beautiful day, and I imagined walking the 10 minutes each direction for a little extra centering time. As happens more than not around here, though, I was suddenly late getting out the door. Since there’s nothing worse than […]
It’s me, Tashia. Well, let’s be real. It’s me in front of a professional photographer with studio lighting after a make-up artist had her way with me.
On a regular day of juggling two wild boys, a fuzzy black dog, a couple jobs, an outdoorsy husband, one messy house, and a mile-high to-do list, you couldn’t pick me out in a line-up (but, hey, it’s better that way!).