Amanda Bausch here, no not the singer.  If you Google me, she takes up the first two pages.  Thats o.k.  I’ve always been com­fort­able in the back­ground, the celebrity lifestyle wouldn’t suit me… all that paparazzi…

I’m a South­ern girl turned Mid-Westerner, and although I love the life there are still many things I will NEVER under­stand about this beau­ti­ful place we live.  The most press­ing being whats the deal with the food…hotdish?…huh?

That being said, I love my home, but if dreams plopped into real­ity like big dol­lops of whipped cream on super yummy mocha’s I would pack up my fam­ily and move to Wash­ing­ton state…Bellingham or Seat­tle, with Seat­tle being the front runner.

Ocean and mountains…you can’t get much bet­ter in my book.

An art major, cor­po­rate sales drone, photo assis­tant, qual­ity inspec­tor, pas­try chef, florist, lunch lady, caterer, turned stay at home Mom…I’ve done a bit of every­thing and this is my hard­est job ever, the Mom/Wife/Person bal­ance is way harder than mak­ing per­fect flan.

Mar­ried the man whom I would call my soul mate…without the gag­ging noise…after a end­ing one with my “high­school sweet­heart”, and man­aged to get knocked up within our first year of mar­riage and sec­ond year together.  It makes things amaz­ing, dif­fer­ent, hard, won­der­ful, and every­thing in between.

I have a pas­sion for Octo­puses, food, art, pho­tos, great sounds and new col­ors.  I hope to see the things that oth­ers miss.  Buffy the Vam­pire Slayer is on my list of things I con­sider mirac­u­lous, along with the sound that snow makes under your feet, and the way you feel on a motor­cy­cle.  There are so many things in life that are amaz­ing, here is where I try to point them out, make them impor­tant, make them a part of every­day so that every­day can be amaz­ing.  I also rant, rave, give thanks, and feel sorry for myself…I guess I’m one of the glass half full pack…but I do have my “screw the glass” days.

This blog started when I was newly in love, newly unem­ployed, newly…well newly every­thing.  Now I’m a bit more sea­soned.  Still in love like mad,  still hop­ing that it never takes any more work than it does right now.  Still adjust­ing to being a Mom, and gath­er­ing more respect every­day for the women that have done it before me.  Still walk­ing, ram­bling, tak­ing pho­tos, and searching…constantly searching…for edi­ble bis­cuits & gravy in Minnesota…