Blue Apron

During my blogging hiatus, I was introduced to a new service called, Blue Apron. It has literally changed my life.

mobile-hero-1-variant-23707b709b6875c674d1a0b9569556d1Let me flash back to my life pre-Blue Apron. I would call Matt on my way home from work and ask what he wanted for dinner.

Matt: Anything, I don’t care.
Me: What about tacos.
Matt: No, I don’t want that.
Me: Well, then suggest something.
Matt: I don’t care. You just pick.
Me: [annoyed silence]

The would end with me running to the grocery store, getting random stuff and cooking something which we wouldn’t eat till 9:30/10pm or getting mad enough that I just told Matt to order dinner at work and I would eat eggs, cereal or make a smoothie. Needless to say, it wasn’t a healthy way to live (on multiple levels).

Thankfully Matt introduced me to a new start up, Blue Apron.

Blue Apron is a meal delivery service. Once a week, I receive a shipment that contains three healthy and unique recipes and all of the ingredients to make each dish. They provide simple step by step instructions and most of the meals take less then 60 minutes to prepare (from start to finish). I love it because it solves for a few of our problems: (1) no longer do we have to fight about what we are going to eat/who is going to think of a meal, and (2) no more mid-week trips to the grocery store! I typically go one over the weekend to get staples: milk, cereal, yogurt, etc but don’t need to go during the week to pick up stuff for dinner.

Matt and I have LOVED it. There are some weeks where we are too busy to make all of the meals, so I just skip that week’s delivery. And while the price isn’t cheap (it is ~60 dollars per week), that is a lot less than we would spend on ordering out/eating out/etc. We’ve tried a lot of new things and my cooking skills have certainly improved.

So I’m excited to offer one free week of meals to a lucky blog reader. To enter the contest, just leave a comment below and you could be cooking up a storm at your home as well!

The Joys of Pregnancy Fashions


Buying maternity clothes is the worst. I know, they’ve gotten a lot better in the past 20-30 year (you should see the stuff my mom wore) but the whole process is frustrating. Let me be the first to say, I do not look as fashionable as these ladies.

First and foremost, who wants to buy clothes when they are gaining weight? Even if it is because you are growing a tiny human inside of you, it is still depressing.

Second, a lot of stores have started carrying maternity lines (LOFT, H&M, Zara) however they are almost exclusively online. Which isn’t that big a deal until they come and you realize that nothing fits right because, well, you’ve never shopped for pants with giant elastic bands on them before, or shirts that can accommodate a basketball. Plus, if you are like me, you wait until the last possible moment to decide you need something, so then having to deal with shipping doesn’t really work.

Third, they are pricey. Even if you buy things at Target, the idea of buying something that you will probably only wear for 4 months, is annoying.

Fourth, nothing fits right. Your body is changing nearly every day so it is hard to find things that are a perfect fit. Plus, nothing will fit you the same way things did when you weren’t pregnant. So your typical “g-to” style of pant of neck line probably doesn’t work so well anymore. And can we talk about accommodating a growing chest? This something I’ve never had to think about before and it is a pain. I have a new-found respect for those ladies who are more well-endowed up top!

Lastly, men are instantly drawn to you. I mean, who doesn’t find this attractive?

As my tummy expands, I’ve been spending more time in a pair of men’s size large sweatpants and Matt’s t-shirts. Think that is work appropriate?

Hello Old Friend

Well… it has been a while. I’m hoping that you are like one of those friends who you can go months without seeing or talking to and then you reconnect and pick up right where you left off. There are no hard feelings, no blaming each other for not calling and no need to rehash the last few months. Here’s hoping, especially on that last one.

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Since we last spoke, a lot has changed. I’m currently 30 weeks pregnant — that’s right, there is a baby coming in November. We don’t know the gender, and while we know when we are expecting, we have NO idea what to expect. We’ve been reading the books, slowly filling our apartment with onesies, burp clothes and diapers and researching pediatricians. Only time will tell whether or not we are ready for this. I’m sure we’ll make mistakes but in the end, I think we are up for the challenge.

It is funny how the two long breaks I’ve taken from the blog have come when I’m in the middle of planning for life changes: first our wedding and now our baby. While both of these times have created a lot of blog-worthy material, it has been important for me to keep myself grounded and prevent my own over-sharing of personal moments. While I love the support that this blog has given me over the years, there are some moments that I want to keep for just Matt and me as we start our family.

But don’t worry – I won’t make the blog entirely baby-free. [Insert obligatory bump pic - full disclosure this is from week 27].

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So hopefully you can forgive my absence and together we can move forward. We can get through these next 10 weeks which will undoubtably be filled with a growing belly, swollen ankles and hopefully lots of pampering from Matt. And after 10 weeks, the fun will just be starting.

The Daily Sermon

Most people who know me, know that I am not a religious person. That being said, I am not someone who shies away from talking about it. In fact, I love having conversations with people of faith and learning more about how that faith influences the way they think and the way they approach things.

I have a good friend at work who is a devote Christian and I love chatting with her about life. Often, she is able to approach things from a vastly different angle than my typical support system (most of whom think like me).  And while I don’t think she will ever “transform” me into a true believer, I so appreciate her perspective on things and our friendship.

To speak honestly, I think living a life without a deep religious belief is a lot easier than one with it, so I give her credit for the choices she makes and the love she shares with nearly everyone she comes in contact with. She really does make me appreciate the little things in my life.



Lucy the Hero

This morning, I received the following email from my father-in-law about their dog, Lucy.

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You will never believe this.  I was walking with Lucy about 7pm or so last night, when that little black dog appeared out of nowhere.  Then all hell broke loose.  The black dog fell over the brook wall into the water.  Of course the water was very deep from the rain.  Lucy followed and they both went under the road.  By now the whole neighborhood was in a panic.  Waiting for the two of them to come out of the tunnel seemed like a lifetime.  I thought for sure they were gone. Everybody was on the other side of the street waiting for a miracle.

Finally they came out with Lucy holding the little black dog ever so gently in her mouth.

Lucy saved the day.  By now the Police came, lights glaring and sirens raging.

Officer Murphy held Lucy in his arms and told Mom and Me that she was Medfield’s hero for the day.

To add to this story, Mom got a call this morning from the Globe wanting to write a story.

We will keep you guys posted.


I was so impressed that Lucy, their little mutt dog, could be so heroic and the talk of the town. I immediately wrote back sharing in John’s excitement and forwarded it along to my own family.

Later on during the day, I received a second email from John:

Ok Guys
April Fools Day.  Looks like I got ya
Once a year we get the chance to tell a fictional story, as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone.
If the story was real, Lucy would have bitten that dog`s head off.  She hates that little black dog.
Well played John. Well played.