Five Years {The Friday Five}

It’s Friday!!! But not just any usual Friday….


Well for one thing it’s a FREE Friday sponsored by my favorite DC ladies Courtney, Mar, and Cynthia. I assume this means that our Friday Five can be whatever topic we want. This is a very easy choice for me today because they don’t come much more special than today.

This is Mr. Salt:


And me too obviously. He’s pretty handsome right? He’s also a really good guy. Like REALLY good. Patient, understanding, and great under pressure.

You would have to be all those things to be married to me.

And today he has been married to me for 5 years. (Kinda cool because it really is my Friday FIVE today!)



1) He’s such a good daddy. That girl loves him so much and she has him wrapped completely around her little pinky. He works a lot because he wants to provide a wonderful future for her, but the times they do have together are so special.


2) He works super hard. Mr. Salt is a salesman and I don’t think I have ever met anyone in my life who is as good at selling things as he is. He could sell anything. He sells me stuff by accident all the time.

This one time we were on a date and he had just gotten a new phone and was showing it to me. By the end of dinner I COULD NOT POSSIBLY LIVE MY LIFE WITHOUT THAT SAME PHONE. It was like witchcraft.

When he asked me to marry him there was no sales pitch required.


3) He listens to me talk about running. Mr. Salt doesn’t run. But he supports everything I do and tries to understand as best that a non-runner can. Because really we are probably all slightly crazy to them.

When I come home from a run he asks how it went and whether it was good or bad. Then  he will at the very least pretend to care about whatever lengthy description I give him.

Of course he’s there for me in every other way too. He’s a wonderful cheerleader.


4. He’s calm. And let’s face it…I’m just not. It is 100% imperative that I be married to someone with his demeanor. I can’t even tell you how many times I have refrained from freaking out only because he wasn’t.


5. He’s a great friend. Mr. Salt and I knew each other for years before we started dating. I always thought he was super hot, but the timing was just never right. And then one day it was.

We actually had a long distance relationship for the first little while that we were dating (like REALLY long as in California to Maryland) and never once during that time did I feel like I couldn’t trust him. He is my best friend and although we’ve had our ups and downs I still can’t imagine my life without him.

To quote our darling daughter…happy five years to my “Prince Charming”. There’s no one else I’d rather be on this crazy ride with.

February 27, 2010: Providenciales, Turks & Caicos.


Destination weddings ROCK. ❤


We will be celebrating this weekend and I hope you all have some fun plans ahead for you too!


Mrs. Salt


Wednesday in a few words: My How You’ve Grown.

Because we all know that Salt is to wordless as Amanda Bynes is to sanity.


Whatever. Analogies are fun.

This past weekend was jam packed full of awesome with my family. Sunday included early morning cuddles with a sweet little Betty, Mother’s Day breakfast, a great time had by all at the baseball game (even though we lost), and lobster tails for dinner. On Saturdays Mr. Salt works all day, so Betty and I got together with my mom/her Nana for a yummy lunch and a trip to the Strawberry Festival in Baltimore.

The Strawberry Festival is put together by an area church and it has been around for as long as I can remember. I used to go all the time as a kid and it hasn’t changed a bit. It’s not very big – just about one neighborhood block long – and includes vendors who have set up tables where people can buy handmade items, a BBQ where you can buy hotdogs and hamburgers, games for kids, a bounce house, and a little petting zoo with pony rides. You would think that there would also be strawberries or strawberry related items for sale, but I’ve never seen any. The name of this festival is misleading.

Anyway, Betty had her first ever pony ride there last year when she was just barely over a year old. Of course I took lots of pictures because I’m her mom; I have about 2,000 pictures of her in my phone right now and that’s only from like the past 2 months. This year we were determined to get a photo of Betty riding the pony again and that we did. In fact, my mom did such a great job of capturing the photo that when I did a side by side comparison I realized that she had taken it not only in the same pose, but in almost the exact same spot. I’m half-tempted to Photoshop it so that it looks like the same horse too.


Nice job, Nana!

Never mind that she has a creepy arm growing out of her back in the first photo; I was hanging on to her for dear life thinking she was going to topple off that horse at any moment. This year she didn’t need my help at all.

Look how much she’s grown!

I see this little girl every day so sometimes I forget that she was ever so small. But here she is one year later in the exact same moment and it almost makes my head (and heart) explode. I always thought the whole “they grow up so fast” thing was kind of cliché, but they really do grow up so fast.


Riding off into the sunset. Or just over to the bouncy house.

As with everything else, I’m fashionably late to the Mother’s Day party this week, but I sincerely hope that all you moms out there had a beautiful weekend with your loved ones!


4 Generations of Salty Ladies!

PS. The woman on the left is the original Betty, my wonderful grandma whom my little Betty was named for. She passed away in 2005 and so obviously never got to meet her, but I have no doubt that they would have been BFFs.

Have you ever been back to a particular spot to take a photo years later? (I LOVE doing that!)



The Friday Five! Five things I love about…

Happy 20 Miler Eve, Everyone!

I signed up for Bob Potts last October about a week before I even participated in my first half marathon because I like to get way ahead of myself whenever possible. At that point, May 25th was so far in the future that the race didn’t even seem real. Those 18 and 20 mile training runs I would have to do weren’t on my radar at all.

Then this morning I woke up and realized…OH **** I HAVE TO RUN 20 MILES TOMORROW.


I can’t make any promises, but I’ll be trying to keep my freak outs to a minimum over social media for the next less-than-24-hours.


To take my mind off all this, today I will be participating in the best blog linkup around:


The Friday Five with three of my most favorite bloggers, Mar of Mar on the Run, Cynthia of You Signed Up For What?, and Courtney of Eat Pray Run, DC! An extra special shout out to Mar who is in her hometown this weekend for the Pittsburgh Half!! GET IT, GIRL!!!




1. The Language Explosion.

Granted this has meant I have had to pay extra special attention to everything that comes out of my own mouth because she will soak it up like the world’s cutest little sponge, but Betty’s growing vocabulary is at the top of my list of favorites. It seems like yesterday that she was starting to experiment with her “da da da” and “ma ma ma” sounds and then suddenly she’s walking into the kitchen as I’m cooking dinner saying “Mom, I want something to eat. I want cheese.” and raiding the refrigerator. It seems like the full sentences and meaningful conversations happened overnight and I love it.

Oh and yes we’ve already moved past “mommy” to “mom” and we raid the refrigerator because apparently she’s a teenager trapped in a 2 year old body.

2. Getting to Act Like a Kid Again.

I am a big kid at heart and have always had no shame when it comes to enjoying things that are normally best enjoyed with small children, such as dancing with Sesame Street characters in a steel drum parade at the resort where I got married. I think I was the only person that didn’t have a child with me, but too many rum-heavy piña coladas are liable to bust my give-a-damn.

That said, I am thoroughly enjoying the fact that riding on the zoo carousel, bouncing in giant inflatable bounce houses, and playing on playground jungle gyms are much less side-eye worthy now that I have my daughter with me. Where I could have been seen as a little creepy before, I could now be viewed as a fun mom by judgey bystanders.

3. Monkey See, Monkey Do.

The other morning I was getting ready for work and doing my makeup in the bathroom mirror as I normally do. Betty came in the bathroom and when she saw what I was doing grabbed her little makeup mirror and got ready too. She even has her own Bonnie Bell lip smacker because lip gloss hoarding does not skip a generation.

I love when she mimics the things that I do, especially since I’ve been noticing that my desire to stay active has been rubbing off on her as well. She already loves to run, has her own yoga mat, and has been known to do a workout video with me on the weekends. She can plank better than most adults I know.

4. Mommy-Daughter Dates.

I love hanging out with my girl. My husband works weird hours so most of the time it’s just us. Usually on Friday afternoon, I pick her up from school and ask her what she would like to have for dinner and we go out – I’m supremely lucky to have a toddler that 98% of the time is very well behaved in restaurants. Then usually we will go get fro yo, or make a run to Target, or stop by the playground, or just go home to play and hang out. I have so much fun with her and I know that as she gets a little older, it’s going to be even more fun! I predict a lot of mommy-daughter spa dates in our future.

5. The Unconditional Love.

A couple weeks after Betty was born I was sitting in the parking lot of Babies R Us when all of a sudden it hit me like a ton of bricks: I would do absolutely anything for the little person who at that moment was snoozing away in the backseat. I would literally be her human shield in every situation without a second thought and the realization of this (and probably some of the new mom hormones too) made me burst into tears.

I love her with every fiber of my being and although I’m far from the perfect parent and I’ve made my share of mistakes over the past 2 years, none of that changes the fact that she loves me more than anything too. I’m her super hero. Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve her.

I wish I could go pick her up for our dinner date right now!

I hope that everyone has a spectacular weekend filled with fun, family, great runs, and great weather!

Do you have kids? What’s your favorite part of being a parent? (I want to hear from the parents of fur-children too!)



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