Hi, I'm Annie.
Mother of 3,
spouse to G,
writer of things,
former batgirl,
sister,
daughter,
lucky friend,
and American
living in Australia.
Basic Joy = my attempt to document all of this life stuff, stubbornly looking for the joy in dailiness.
A few posts to get you started:
Marriage
Passing the bridge of sighs
A modest proposal
+ modest proposal part 2
Adeste fideles
Life
Uncurbed enthusiasm
Liner notes to growing up
Sunday dinner @ 135
Playing big
In praise of late bloomers
Parenting
Triptych
Bless her heart
+paging EB White
+waiting room
Nine and a half
Madeleine, 16
Keystone parents
She holds these truths
Louie, Louie
Just a collection of images that bring out the happy & hygge in me.
More at my tumblr, Gather
and at my Pinterest pinboards
Reader Comments (6)
the one or two times I have traveled by myself always give me a weird feeling--I feel like I'm masquerading as someone I'm really not. Like I should have a sign that reads "really has three babies at home, don't let the one bag fool you". It's odd, but still thrilling.
Pictures please.
I remember my first business trip. I had no idea what to do with myself after the business was done and I was in a new city all by myself. It was exciting and scary at the same time.
I hope you are having fun!
congrats on the fellowship- I do love zero to three!
you go girl!
Annie - take D.C. by storm, you audacious genius of a business/academic woman.