There is nothing sexier than fresh white trim. Nothing. Now if that sounds a wee bit dramatic, let me paint you a picture of my family in our natural habitat: a filthy human tornado of a 5-year-old a sensory-seeking 7-year-old that jumps, spins, crashes, and experiments his way through his every waking minute a long-haired […]
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!).