1950s Suzie Homemaker.

I am so excited for Christmas, and while I generally do not dwell on what I am getting, this year I must say there is one gift I cannot wait to get! It is positively the most adorable but practical apron ever. (Insert "women" jokes here...) I love cooking, more so baking and deserts than anything, but still I needed a comfy and adorable apron! My mom says its what her mom would have worn in the 1950s-hence the blog title.

I have always been obsessed with silly kitchen appliances. I think there is nothing better than a cherry pitter that doesn't pit 1 but 4 cherries at one time! Or measuring cups that not only fit within one another, but f

old flat. Oh, and the very best...color coded chopping boards. Seriously, my amazon wish list is basically 2 pages of kitchen appliances.

While most girls dream about their perfect

house, I dream about my perfect kitchen. I want an island, wood cabinets, a double sink with no divider, plenty of pantry and shelf space, all gas appliances, preferably black counter tops, and a table that will seat at least 6. I think I secretly (well not so secretly after this post goes viral) want my kitchen to looks something like this...

I think this screams perfection, and its not even a picture of the full kitchen. Im loving my life as a poor college student, living in random apartments, and moving all the time, but I must confess when I get MY very own kitchen that I don't have to share, and can organize how I want, I wont be missing my rinky-dink college kitchens.

Also, for the record, me and my new apron will be making some delicious pies, and cakes, and cupcakes, and Popsicles, maybe some pizzas, and pastas, and chickens....oh the endless possibilities!!

Theres a beauty in walking away.

In my last blog I said there has not been much in the past few months that has been blog worthy...that was kinda a lie. Well not a lie because nothing seems as worthy as little Madi. Anyways, the biggest change in my life is I have finally made the venture back to Boston for school-nursing school. Its been very bitter sweet. In Colorado, I was not only incredibly independent but it was the most peaceful place I could and still can ever imagine. I lived about 30 minutes away from the Rocky Mountains and within 5-10 minutes could easily hike my choice of trails. My favorite was Chautauqua. Hiking in this particular park was breathtaking and spectacular. There were a variety of rocky dunes, meadows full of colorful wildflowers, trails I swear would wander for miles on end, even flat sheer rock that you could latch into and climb.

I would say I went out hiking or climbing anywhere from 3-4 times a week even more when it was summer. Hiking was a way to not only exude energy, but it cleared my head. It is a few hours of complete silence (other than the leaves in the wind, chirping birds, etc) where I was alone. It is possibly the most liberated feeling I have ever encountered in my life. Seems dramatic but I promise its true! However, living in boston the closest I have come to a mountain and complete serenity is a mountain of stairs in an empty building :) Thats not entirely true. I have the most fantastical boyfriend who took me on a spontaneous hiking adventure after church one day. Since then my outlook on Boston has done a 180....Im finding beauty and serenity in places or things I didn't really recognize before.

I must admit, I may have been morning the loss of my Colorado

mountains which has skewed my view of Boston. And while there

may not be mountains in my backyard here, there are adventures in

Boston that I would have never been able to experience in Boulder.

Skyline Park (the picture on the side) is my current favorite place here.

It is a simple park, but seriously how amazing is that view of the city!!

Another aspect I love about Boston...the fact my car was frozen shut this morning before school.

So awesome. Anyways, Im starting to find a lot in and about Boston that I love, and

being closer to my friends and family highly outweighs any mountain. All in all, I have found the beauty

in walking away from Colorado, and it will always be there for me to visit. :)

A new reason to blog...

I havent blogged in over a year! Yikes...In my defense, I have not really had enough that I have felt is blog worthy (other than moving cross country again, changing majors again, switching schools again...). However! That all changed December 7th! My cute little peanut of a neice was born on December 7th, 5lbs 6oz, and 20 inches long. Madilynn Renee Wood is easily the smallest baby I have not only seen, but held.

I nannied in Boulder and had little Gussy for over a year and a half, and of course loved him. I did not think my love for a child could have exceeded what I felt for Gussy, but Madi has taken the cake! (Sorry Gus) It is odd, she is almost a week old and I can see such a little personality in her already. Im sure as I continue to watch her grow up her personality will continue to become more and more unique, only making my love for the little peanut grow. It is quite unfathomable

how such a tiny, new, adorable baby can make my day! :)

I have always worked really hard at school, work, etc, and none of it really comes naturally to me. I have to intently study in order to do well on a test. It took me months to learn how to

arrange flowers. When I worked at the bar memorizing the drink recipes took me a lifetime. However, I have a natural motherly instinct (not to toot my own horn though!) and really am excellent at taking care of kids. I realize its not rocket science, or nursing in my case :), but I definite

ly think it is something to be proud of! I LOVED my job in Colorado. I thought it was so fun managing 3 kids schedules, taking them to various activities, playing silly make believe games, all while doing laundry, cooking dinner, and running errands. Real womanly stuff.

My mom (who is staying her btw for a month or so to help with the baby) told me when I was a kid anytime someone would ask me what I want to

be when I grow up, I instantly replied "a mommy." Seeing Madi, and all my nannying had made me feel confident that one day, when I do have my own children, I will be able to provide and care for them without getting utterly overwhelmed.