I have been struggling with my recent prescription for bed rest. I am a busy person by nature and have trouble "sitting" let alone staying in bed all day long. I want to make the most of this time and not have regrets, at the same time I want to do what is best for me and the baby... and for now that means hanging out in bed. I also wasn't sure what I was going to blog about (Yes, I know you ...
Ultimate Blog Party ~ Welcome to The Happy House
Welcome to all my Ultimate Blog Party Hoppers! I know you are all busy jumping from blog to blog finding all sorts of new and wonderful bloggers. To keep it short and sweet I'll introduce myself and then tell you the rest of the story with pictures to keep you moving right along. I am The Happy Housewife. I have been blogging on this site for over a year. I feel like my site can be summed up by ...
My First Attempt as The Happy Housewife
Do not read this until you have read the entire story. Needless to say I did not arrive in Panama with the best attitude. It was not what I expected and I did not handle the disappointment very well. I soon found out that there were no jobs available and that the college was over 2 hours away on the other side of the country. (Remember the days before online classes?) I set out on my first ...
Panama
Start at the beginning, Part One. It took about ten seconds once the plane landed in Panama for me to realize I wanted to take the next plane back to the States. No one spoke English, or at least they pretended not to, and the airport was not very passenger friendly. I wandered around helpless until I saw a long line of people and decided to join them, in hopes that it would lead me out of the ...
The Summer in Which I Became Frugal and Long-Haired Hippie ate Meat
Start at the beginning, Part 1. Twenty-four days after I married long-haired hippie and moved out, I moved back in. Since I didn't have a bedroom anymore I ended up moving into the living room, and dh came along too. This arrangement was less than ideal since the living room was the first room you saw when you entered my parent's home. My mom hung up a sheet for privacy and we we moved all our ...
Moving Out, Moving In, Moving Out
Start at the beginning... Part 1 Over the next several days I stopped by my parents' house to pick up my things and take them to my new home. I avoided going over when I knew my dad was going to be home because I just couldn't take how disappointed he was in me. (Although I deserved every bit of it) There were a few times dh and I went over together and everyone was home. My dad would sit on the ...
