We only had two days for activities while in Amsterdam before packing up and heading to Groningen where Luke’s company has an office. The days were cool and crisp with just a little bit of rain; perfect weather for exploring.
The Tuckers are officially on vacation! We knew this trip would be different than our other international travel since we have Olivia in tow. Normally we’re up shortly after the sun with a long list of things to do. For this trip, we’ve planned one activity per day with lots of down time for Olivia. We also built a day on either end to get her adjusted to the eight hour time difference. She did phenomenal on the plane and foolishly I actually thought she’d adjust in just one day. I’d even mentally written a blog post about how we did it. In my mind, we were pretty much amazing. What a fool I am! Talk about eating a slice of humble pie. Or more like the entire pie. Continue reading “What a Fool I Am”
All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go.
I’m standing here, outside your door.
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye…
‘Cause I’m leavin’ on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again…
Okay, the last part isn’t true, but our bags are definitely packed and there is a plane (well, tickets) with our name on it! The Tuckers are taking off for a three-week vacation to Europe. Prepare to have your social media channels flooded with photos of the Netherlands and Spain.
I’ve traveled to Europe before, but never with an eight-month old in tow. Olivia is no stranger to travel; she’s already been on eight planes and in three different time zones. But she’s hasn’t been out of the country or on a flight this long. Wish us luck!
I was trolling through Facebook today when I came across this post:
The butterflies in my stomach have lost their wings.
Of course this could mean many things, but one tends to assume it has something to do with love, or a lack thereof. As I continued to scroll mindlessly through my friends’ posts my thoughts wandered to the man sitting next to me in the car. I suddenly realized the butterflies in my stomach have been on break for quite some time. My husband no longer gives me butterflies. Continue reading “My Husband No Longer Gives Me Butterflies”
Unless you’ve been living under a rock (where it’s already dark) then you know the initial signs of the 2017 solar eclipse will be starting within minutes of me hitting “publish” on this post. And if you happen to live in Idaho, you’re in a prime spot for viewing the Total Solar Eclipse in all of its fullness. However, if you are kicking yourself for not getting the solar eclipse glasses when they were on Amazon for $10 instead of $150, never fear. There are several great ways to still see the eclipse without staring at the sun and creating permanent retina damage.
It’s been a while since I blogged anything fashion related, mostly since I’m not in the fashion industry anymore and it feels odd to write about it. It’s also a lot harder to take photos with an infant rolling (or scooting!) around. But I purchased this top recently and it’s just way too cute not to write about. And who can resist taking a photo with a little chunky baby?
I am not a gardener. Plants look at me and die which is odd given my mom is a natural green thumb. When I lived in Hawaii I desperately wanted plants around my house and finally went to Lowe’s seeking help. I explained my brown thumb syndrome to an associate there and she handed me a plant. “If you can kill this one you should just quit,” she challenged jokingly. A week later it was dead. I haven’t had a plant since. Continue reading “From Gardening to God”