It’s been a while – and no, I’m not trying to sound like a Staind song….
I realized this morning that I have added quite a few followers since the last time I did a post like this. And seeing as how one of my favorite people has reentered the blogging world, *waves frantically at Jess*, it has inspired me to press refresh over here.
My name is Ashley! I’m so glad you have found me over here in my little corner of the web.
1.) I have been blogging for over a decade. I am a member of the generation that bridges between Gen-X and millennials. I’m old enough to remember hardly ever using, or needing for that matter, the internet, but young enough to have adapted to a wireless world. I started writing book reports in school using the card catalog in the school library (I miss the smell of those), but by the time I was in college I was searching the internet for subject matter, and also Homestar Runner. I’m not sure how many followers I accumulated over on Live Journal, but eventually I put down the proverbial pen for a good long while. I picked blogging back up again when my second child was born and I began my new journey of stay-at-home-parentage. Seven years later, I’m still here!
2.) I enjoy photography quite a bit. It’s something I’m trying to become more proficient in year after year. I’ve gotten a few paying jobs out of it, and it’s truly something I love doing. It’s a privilege trying to tell someone’s story, and capture who they really are. Also, I wanted to catalog the memories I have made with my children. They are mostly tolerant of the camera at this point, but I want the head of whoever invented dabbing on a pike.
3.) The stuff that informs my writing? It’s a conglomeration of many things. For so long, it was parenting. And my faith. The past few years, I’ve taken a hard left because that was what life required of me. My father passed away not quite two years ago, and the last few years have seen me sifting through the wreckage of the life I had before descending into unknown parts. I have learned that grief is not the end. Life can, in its own new way, pick up where you left it. You just have to find it again.
4.) Who am I as a person? I am a corn-fed Maryland girl at heart, and it has taken me nearly thirty years to accept that fact. I love how unassuming Maryland is. If I told you to think of small town life somewhere, you’d probably be quick to think of picturesque and quaint little New England towns or the sleepy countryside of Tennessee. Everyone seems to breeze over Maryland but that’s okay, it’s like a magical secret. At least, the Eastern Shore of it feels like that sometimes. I’m tied to water, not necessarily to the ocean, but the thought of moving further inland and being landlocked scares the peons out of me. But quiet, misty countryside is also in my blood, and for me, the Eastern Shore of Maryland has both. So I will fight to the death to stay here. And also, the Redskins are our only team.
I’m the kind of person who might be carrying around a bag of powdered donuts in her oversized purse. My favorite food in the whole wide world is sushi. My favorite music is a mashup of everything from The Beatles to Chris Stapleton. I am the kind of person who will throw open the front door and welcome you in, but who has to warn you to step over kids toys and not mind the crumbs all over the dining room table before I throw a plate of food in front of you. But I just as much enjoy an evening at home on the couch or a day with the covers pulled up to my chin – which hardly ever happens. I prefer Dr. Pepper to most any wine, not that I’d turn down a glass of wine. I can be overly competitive at times, which means I’m not always the best example of how to be a good sport to my children. I am an animal lover, and grew up with a host of chickens, cats, dogs, horses and even a baby Canadian goose. Oh, yea, and a deer which my family rescued, but I’m told that’s illegal so it didn’t happen. I also love to buy the same shirt in three colors. There should be support groups for that.
5.) If you haven’t gathered already – I am a mother. I have three children, ages 9,7, and 3. They drive me insane, and make my world so much bigger than I ever thought it could be. I have been home full-time for over seven years, and some days, it is the greatest thing in the world. And then other days, I white-knuckle it until the husband walks in the door. I home-schooled my older two children this year for the first time ever, and am spending the summer recovering from having to remember how to reduce fractions. I consider our school year as having been a success, so I’ll give myself high fives for that any day.
6.) Speaking of husbands, I am married to a tremendously wonderful one. Rob and I have been married for almost 13 years. In fact, it will be 13 this month. Which just seems wild. 13 and a half years ago, some guy I had only met once (and who I thought was cute, but don’t tell him I said that) messaged me online. He was currently serving in the military and was deployed, but thought that maybe when he got back home, we could spend some time together. I agreed, and when he got home we met up to watch Napoleon Dynamite as our first date – after picking it out at Blockbuster (!!!) – and we’ve pretty much been inseparable ever since. We got married about six months later after a long distance courtship, and yes, I know exactly how crazy that sounds. But I married the guy who puts the leftovers away late at night before heading to bed. The guy who takes the trash out for me. The guy who always insists on pumping the gas even when I offer. And the guy who makes me laugh and my heart sing. I am so lucky.
7.) That said, I also married a guy who happens to have the best family ever, and who also knows how to renovate a house like nobody’s business. The first home we ever owned together, he spent the better part of a decade renovating. Seriously, it took ten years. And then when it was done….we sold it and moved to another house that, guess what, needs work done to it. We enjoy comparing the before and afters, but not always so much the process. But what is life if not a process. An extensive process. And lots of work. But little, fleeting but necessary joys?
So, that’s me in a 1,000 word nutshell! I am so glad you are here. Tell me more about yourself. Do you and I have anything in common? Tell me about yourself.
Thank you for reading!