Birth of a Blog

I have started and deleted several starts trying to tell you about me and reason to start a blog.  It is not as easy  as you would think, but it has confirmed for me the title of the blog is perfect.   It seems more often then not when I venture out with my husband and friends I am often introduced to people  ….   “This is Nikki…”and  insert one of the following: 1. My wife  2. Kevin’s wife 3. Her husband makes this beer.  4. Her husband started a brewery.   The conversation then naturally progresses to talking about the beer and how Kevin got into the craft beer world.  

I have gained this new title to my life resume that I can add to my others:  Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Wife, Mom, Friend and Geologist.   My life resume has lost some great wonderful titles over the years such as, skinny, college student, party pal, and sex kitten.   I have mourned and moved on from the loss of them, well all but one I still pretend I have.   I have earned my adjective titles and wear them proudly   however,  I am currently in a love/hate  relationship with my new title of “Brewer’s Wife”. ……and so a new blog is born.    

 Kevin’s reaction to the “birth” of this blog is not much different than when he witnessed the birth of our three children.   First a look of total panic with an underlying verge of throwing up expression, followed by one of those what the “freak” smiles of gritted teeth, and ending with love and support.   Ok so the ending with love and support unlike the birth of our kids, it’s more of a reluctant support with love.   I will take reluctant support over the “you want to do what? Are you crazy?”  reactions that I often get to what I think are brilliant ideas.     I do have a very cute over the top Sponge Bob themed bathroom to prove sometimes reluctant support is all I need versus the reaction I got  when I wanted to put up the giant great white shark coming at you out of the wall sticker (or the T- Rex) one in the kids bathroom with what looked like a bloody shower curtain.   Like in most marriages your spouse is the one to balance you out with rational thoughts like “Do you really think that is the best idea for a kids bathroom?  Especially since we are trying to potty train a kid and actually want him to go into the bathroom”   Point taken.   Find the balance and we found Sponge Bob.  

I  struggle finding the Sponge Bob type balance in my life and it seems that the life balance scale is always slightly off balanced do to being the Brewer’s Wife.  I have limited time to actually do the things that I Nikki, want to do because of my responsibilities associated with all my current adjectives, therefore  I am taking this little spec on the  internet   to chronicle all the ups and downs of being The Brewer’s Wife and it’s a cheap form of therapy with delusions  helping me of regaining my identity.