Oh, bother.

I said I wouldn't do it. Over and over again.

But, welp... here I am. I've gone and done it.

I freaking created a blog.

....now what?

Let's start with my intentions for this sucker. Idk if anyone will ever read this (or if I'll ever even write again after tonight), but here goes nothing. About a year into my marriage, I was diagnosed with PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome). We'll get to all of that later... the point is, that nearly three years later, I've found myself in a completely different place than I ever imagined- about to celebrate my fourth wedding anniversary, still childless. This isn't a sob story- I'm not looking for sympathy at all, whatsoever-- the past four years have been amazing and crazy and I wouldn't change them for anything. But that's the "fruitful" aspect of this blog- PCOS and Reproductive Endocrinologists and not-so-monthly cycles- oh my!

I've got to document the whirlwind journey that we've sort of been pushed into. You'll hear about our travels to exotic places. There will be cooking blunders and triumphs. There are going to be adventures- for example, today I went to a farmers market. All by myself. I'm serious. But of course, there's also been an abundance of time for home decorating- and there we have the "Furbishing", folks! BOOM. Y'see what I did there?

These are (probably) moments I'm going to daydream about when I have a tired, teething, drooling infant in my arms at 4am someday. So I guess I want to document them and sort of force myself to appreciate them while I've got 'em all to myself.

K. This is clearly gonna get goofy. So hang tight while I figure out where the heck the start button is on this thing so we can get going...

Here's a random photo of our "breakfast nook" partially set-up for a dinner party. AKA Shabbos meal.