In the “About Tyler” post, I mentioned that we have a cat. That’s still true, sort of. The family has expanded and we now have a precious, 5-month-old kitten named Jackie-O-Lantern. Yes, Spookenstein and Jackie-O-Lantern. Guess who has two thumbs and is ready for Halloween… THIS GIRL! Okay, so when we moved to Knoxville, one […]
Living with a picky eater is difficult. Living with an opposite eater is impossible.
Cats, new additions to the household, and a mission to blog more.
About me when I was writing this blog: This was the “about the blogger” section on LivingWithTyler.com. It’s weird to read now. Hello. Thanks for reading the blog! My name is Margaret. I am 27-years-old. I like cats, beer, fresh fruit, and strange music. I live in Tennessee with the subject of this blog, my […]
I know a lot of you have already heard me talk about this subject in person, but for those of you that haven’t…. Here we go. Get ready folks. This is going to be a rant. I have never personally experienced profiling until I met Tyler. He would tell me stories where, on multiple occasions, […]
Grocery shopping, and shopping in general, has always been like therapy for me. I’ve been making a list all week and I plan out my budget, denoting the most I’m willing to spend on an item before I step foot into the store. I’ve even worked some intense coupon-ing and a grocery list app on […]
I get sinus infections at least twice a year. It’s the curse of having allergies and a perfectly small nose that traps all the yummy bacteria which marinades and stews up into this sniffle-y, mucus-y mess inside my face. Usually, I can just hibernate in my house/apartment/living space until it goes away and not worry […]
You know what it’s like trying to reason with a 4 year old? Did you ever do that thing where you held your finger in someone’s face and said “I’m not touching you, I’m not touching you, I’m not touching you!” You know exactly what I’m talking about… Tyler is the king of finding ways […]
If you know me, you know I can be a pretty sensitive person. I can dish it out, but I can’t take it. Well, I can, but I don’t want to. I am also the most naive person on the planet. You can hand me a rock and tell me it’s gold on the inside […]
Why is it that boys can’t be in a bathroom with someone else? Does anyone else experience this phenomenon? Granted, our bathroom is a pin prick of a space, but still. If I stand between the toilet and the bathtub with my legs crossed in front of me, (it’s the only way I’ll fit in […]