Melting My Heart

I was putzing around my apartment since my plans for the night fell through when my phone rang.

I answered, saying hello and didn’t hear anything at first.

So… I said hello again.

That’s when I heard a teeny tiny voice squeaking, “Thank You!”

It was my almost 2 year old nephew, P-Dub.

“Thank you for what, buddy?” I Responded.

“Daddy’s building my play house! Come over! Thank you Mae Mae!”


Quickly, I changed, hopped in my car to my sister’s house when i was greeted by an extremely excited tot running over to me.



I think it’s safe to say my littlest nephews like their birthday gift!

These nephews of mine have absolutely carved a niche into my heart…


Sure, they can be ornery … but come on, he looks soooooo innocent here.


Sure they can be cranky, but come on, he looks absolutely adorable here!


Sure they can be sassy, but come on, he’s fierce on the field and an all around fabulous kid.

These nephews of mine MELT MY HEART.

One teeny tiny voice saying two little words made my day.

Plain and simple.

LOVE YOU to the moon and back P, B & J! XOXO

As always,


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When I Grow Up

As an itty bitty little one, I dreamt of becoming a ballerina, with pretty pink frilly tutus and pale pink ballet shoes. I did dance for a while, starting when I was 3 years old. ¬†I don’t remember quite how long I danced for, but you all know I am not the most graceful of beings. ūüôā

Then I wanted to be a teacher…. I always loved school supplies!


Then for a brief moment I decided I wanted to go to college for accounting and become a CPA… ¬†An A in high school accounting does not an accountant make… I was never one to be tied to a desk and crunching numbers….

As a grown woman, I’ve found that priorities change… Goals change…

THANK HEAVENS for that! ¬†I mean would you REALLY wanna see this girl in a pink tutu????!!! ¬†I THINK NOT! ¬†I don’t even wanna see that! ūüėČ

Instead, making a conscious decision, I want to be kind and caring; generous and forthcoming; sincere and genuine; creative and free-spirited.

As I’ve grown up I’ve learned that the path I’ve ended up on is exactly where I’m meant to be.

As I’ve grown up I’ve chosen to be understanding and empathetic.

As I’ve grown I am proud. ¬†Proud of where I am today and proud of where I stand today.

I may not have it all, but I’ve got what matters… a roof over my head, a job that I love, a pretty fantastic family and some phenomenal friends.

Yes, disappointment will surface now and again… but with every disappointment comes a fresh start or a new beginning.

About a year ago, I got a fresh start that I didn’t ask for. ¬† ¬†Looking back on the situation nearly a year later, I see it not as a door slamming in my face as I surmised at the time. ¬†Not at all. In fact it was a huge door opening for me.

I got the chance to be what I’ve ALWAYS wanted to be. ¬†Something, well someone, I’ve been destined to be since the very moment I was born.

Stepping out of my comfort zone, into an unknown future, having not a clue in the world where I was going or what I was doing…

That’s when I decided exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up…

I just wanted to be me.

That’s it. Something that I’ve been doing since the day I was born… JUST BEING MYSELF. ¬†Living life and doing what I like to do…

Loving my music… being “crafty” and creative… learning new things… spending time with family and friends.

I think that’s good enough, don’t you? ¬†I do.


As always,




Sunshiny moments for me

Throughout the hecticness that has been my week so far (yes I realize it is only Tuesday) I’ve encountered a few sunshiny moments which have really brightened my days. Nothing spectacular, just a couple little things that have brought a smile to my face in the midst of stress and sleepiness.

*checking my email to find several heart warming messages from one of my oldest and dearest friends; one which I’ve not seen in at least 8 years. Never having had a falling out our losing touch is attributed to the fact that life just has a tendedency of getting in the way and going much too fast. So needless to say I was surely a happy girl upon seeing these messages.

And then there’s this….


Seriously?!!! How can this little face not bring me to smiles? Oh my sweet nephew, how I adore you! This face is totally responsible for bringing me a sunshiny moment.

It’s the little things that truly make me thankful. We all need a reminder now and again. These were mine!

Have you had any sunshiny moments recently? What little things are you thankful for?

As always,


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Closing a chapter

I like to think I have the best of intentions on most days. ¬†I make lists of all kinds to plan out what needs done at home and work… to do lists, crafty lists, must do lists and “the list” to name a few…The point of the lists is to get organized…. make a plan… attack items on said lists… then cross items off the list.

The problem is with so many lists… it can be hard to keep track of what needs done. ¬†SO then in an effort to prioritize I make a new list. ¬†Pulling items from each of my lists and working from there. ¬†The trouble is, for every one item I cross off of one list, another 10 pops up.

I don’t know about you, but for me there’s always a couple of things that you COULD do on your list but just keep shuffling them down further on the priority line. ¬†Things that you have to do, but really just don’t wanna do…

I FINALLY got to cross one of these off of my at home “must-do” list! ¬†I cleaned out my storage closet in the basement! ¬†Oh, the bins I went through and the things I found…. my cabbage patch kid, named Gwendolyn Merlina ( who was ever so stylish in red tights and a white, pink and yellow dress)…. my¬†porcelain ballet shoes my grandma got me when my lifelong dream was becoming a ballerina… odds and ends and tons more…¬†I got rid of ALOT of stuff…. notes that friends wrote me in elementary school… “love” letters from my college boyfriend… cards from birthdays….¬†I organized some of my Christmas decorations…. Oh, the CRAP I decided to hang on to! ¬†What was I thinking???

THEN, I moved on to my teaching stash…. I kept putting it off!

HOLY MOLY did I still have a lot! Supplies, manipulatives, decorations, resources… All of which I made or purchased out-of-pocket because I wanted to. ¬†I LOVED decorating my classroom. ¬†Ask anyone I worked with, my walls were covered from floor to ceiling… windows were decorated… hallways not to be left out either. ¬†Everything had a learning purpose… Sorting through and remembering… sorting through and deciding…

It was time to get rid and make room.  So, I bit the proverbial bullet and decided it was time to sell my teaching goodies.

Bulletin board pieces….








handmade bits and pieces

















resources and much much more….








I remembered where things hung in my room… I remembered when I bought certain things… I remembered that A certain student bought me a gift card that I purchased certain supplies with… ¬†It is honestly amazing to me that I can still remember such things, yet I have to think two or three times to remember if I turned my hair straightener off in the morning…. ¬†Bizarre isn’t it?! ¬†Anyways….. ¬†

I was generally ok going through everything…

Until I got to my huge stash of children’s books… ¬†the books that I read to the kids each and every day. ¬†My good books, that weren’t in the lending library or book bin. ¬†These were my GOOD books. Oh the memories, that came flooding over…

There are certain books that remind me of certain students… or there were certain books that I LOVED reading to the kids… and there were the books that the kids ALWAYS wanted me to read to the point that I was flat out sick and tired of them….

It’s funny how a lifelong dream can change… that your goals in life and where you end up don’t always align in a way that you understand. ¬†In the last several weeks, I’ve been asked if I plan on returning to teaching … if I miss working with the kids.

The answers are no… and yes. ¬†

Yea, I know… right? ¬†Who would have thought my answer to the first question would be no. ¬†For nearly as long as I can remember all I ever wanted to do was teach. ¬†I loved every single minute I spent in the classroom with my students. ¬†They are what I miss about the field…. not the school systems.

It was an incredibly hard decision for me initially… as was going through my teaching stuff. ¬†But the fact of the matter is… I have so many incredible memories of my time with the kiddos… and their families… and many fellow teachers…. ¬†There was no point of holding on to all this “STUFF.” ¬†That’s all it was …. it was stuff. ¬†I still have the memories. ¬†I still have the notes from grateful parents… and appreciative kids…

I know, that for a period of time in my life, parents entrusted me, lil ‘ol me, with the education and future of their most precious gifts. ¬† How lucky was I?! ¬†What an incredible gift they gave to me! ¬†I am fortunate to have had those experiences thanks to none other than myself and those students and their families. ¬†I am thankful for those memories. ¬†I am thankful I was able to share those precious teachable moments with those kiddos… ¬†Those are things that I will ALWAYS have no matter the job I hold. ¬†I am happy with the mark I left in the education world while I was in it… I am even happier to know that to some, I made a difference.

But now, I am happy to be cleaning out the “closet”… Closing a chapter in this awesome book I call my life.

In the mean time… Yea, you know all those children’s books? ¬†Not a chance in the world I’m parting ways with those! ¬†Those bins will be staying put… no doubt about it. ūüôā


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The Day My Heart Was Filled With More Love Than I Thought Possible…

11 years ago today I was still at Edinboro University, finishing up my 2nd to last month of undergraduate work….

I went back to living in the dorm that semester after having lived in a house with 3 of my best friends…

Me and my roomies plus Brian our shoulda been 5th roommate...

My class load was heavy… I was deep in the throes of my 2nd student teaching placement…

I worked 40 hours a week at Wood Catering Company…

Any and all free time that wasn’t already dedicated to school work was spent at the Boro Bar with my pals, at the Hockey House or ¬†Hockey games…..

At one of MANY hockey games supporting our fellas!

or painting the town red with my Kennywood pals…

Break time!


Grove Party at the park after hours....


night out after work....


Yes, at the time I thought wearing PLEATHER pants was a good idea!

11 years ago today my nephew Brenden Shane was born…

11 years ago today my heart was filled with more love than I thought possible…

The 1 month old peanut at my graduation from Edinboro

Bringing smiles to our faces always…

Making us laugh every minute of every day…

Warming our hearts with tender moments…



The sheer pleasure we receive in watching you grow…


the always sweet, handsome, intelligent, sincere and caring young fella …

leaving me to be so proud of the AMAZINGLY AWESOME big brother you are…

and fantastically phenomenal nephew you are…

So very blessed to have you in my life B-Shane… And so very proud to call you my nephew…


EVEN more proud though I get to be called “Aunt Mae” by you… and with every time I hear you say it, I can still hear your wee little tiny voice calling me Mae Mae….

Happy 11th Birthday Brenden Shane!  I am so very proud of you and love you bunches!!!!